The contract with my boss

Chapter 7

For about twenty minutes we drove in silence. But soon she calmed down and asked:

- Do you also not have the warmest relationship with your mother?

- Why did you think that?" Found something to ask. It would have been better if she snapped further.

- Gahyeon said." My sister's tongue, like mine, does not always seem to be able to hold on to her teeth.

- So what did she say?

- Well, she did not go into details," well, thanks for that at least," she just said that you communicate quite intensely.

- It is difficult to disagree with this.

- And why?

- It does not matter. I don't want to talk about it, "I shook my head.

- You don't want to talk about anything that concerns you. How can I get to know you better if you don't tell anything ?!

- Why do you need to get to know me better ?! You are just prying into not your own business out of idle curiosity!

- Why is this curiosity ?! You think that I just can't be interested in ... you ?!" I felt that our conflict was growing. We no longer argued about clothes or an old car. We walked on the edge of personal topics. Those that can really hurt.

- What for?! So that while sitting in a beauty salon, there was something to tell the manicurist about ?!

- What do you know at all ?! " exclaimed Bora and, after literally pause for a second, unexpectedly opened the mirror.

- The smell has already got me," she hissed.

I didn't react to this gesture, I just clenched my teeth harder, gripping the steering wheel. I was angry. I was very angry. But not on her, but on myself. For the fact that it began to seem to me that she is really interested in me, my life, that she is not just a beautiful wrapper. And this destroyed both the plan and the contract, and in general all this.

She is incredibly moody and has an overly inflated self-esteem. But there was something about her that betrayed. Something that made you think that everything is not as simple as it seems.

- My mother almost never told me that she ... well, that she loves me." Bora suddenly said, looking out the window." She bought me the best and most expensive toys, they prepared the most delicious food for me, I was dressed the best in class. I had something that others could only dream of, because their parents were not able to themselves, well, and they too, children, in the sense, to afford it. And one day, in the third grade, I saw how parents came for a girl, a classmate, to pick her up after school. They were not rich, on the contrary, the girl had old shoes, whose soles came off and got wet, she almost always wore the same. And I remember that they come, and her father hands her a chocolate bar. Such a small, you know, cheap. And she was so happy about her, this chocolate bar, laughed, threw herself on her father's neck, and he hugged her, her mother was also there. And her father says to her "happy birthday, honey, me and mom loves you very much." And they gave her a chocolate bar. You understand, just a little chocolate bar? And she was happy. They were all happy. And I did not understand why, I had everything, but I did not feel happy. I cried all evening then. And the woman who was sitting with me then, still could not understand what had happened. And she tried to calm me down. Only I knew that she didn't care, she was just afraid that my mother would come and see me crying and she would be fired. But I fell asleep before my mother returned from work, "Bora smiled sadly," as usual. And you know, I looked at you, at Gahyeon ... And although she cannot walk, she is happy. Because you love her.