December 23On Sunday, the twenty three of December I was at the living room playing with my sister when I heard the voice of two people quarrelling it was loud that I could hear everything they were saying. It was my mum and dad, my mum was trying to tell my dad to keep his voice down, but he didn't even bother to listen.
"We're not going to celebrate Christmas in this house, all what that celebration brought to this family is sorrow, it separated me from my mum!"
"No, Mr Evans you send your own mother away, remember you said you don't care about her, that she means nothing to you after your Father's death, you keeping blaming her for everything that happened to your father!"
I shiver, but not because of cold, my heart was trying to pump enough blood to match with my emotion and with what I was hearing, I couldn't believe dad sent his own mother away, and mum lied to me.
"Shut up Vanessa, don't even think about remembering me how bad that woman is!" Dad shouted.
"That woman gave birth to you, she is your mother, she loves you, took care of you, all you're doing instead of appreciating her is to despise her, rejecting Christmas a season that brings the love of God to each family and everyone."
"Leave my house, leave now and I don't want to ever see you here again, I will take care of my children myself."
"I'm not surprise that you're sending me away, you did that to your own mother."
"Dad send Grandma away?" I whispered to myself, but thus time I had to do something and I have to do it quickly.
"Dad! My mum, Katie's mum, your wife is not going anywhere," I opened the door with one hand and the other holding Katie.
"Sweetie, your mother...I wasn't sending her away, I was begging her to stay but she insisted she wants to go, I love your mum a lot," dad pretended with a little smile.
"Dad I heard everything you told mum and all what mum told you too."
Katie let go of my hand and walked toward mum she carried her and went out of the room.
"Dad if mum is leaving, I'm leaving too and Katie, we no longer want to stay with a dad like you."
"What are you saying Shirley," dad pretend to smile but I left the room.
I helped mum in packing her bags while she packed Katie's bag and feed her, we left the house that morning even when dad try to stop us I didn't bother to look toward his direction, dad thought I and Katie were still little and was easy to deceive but we were not we saw and heard all what had been happening no matter how he try to hide it from us.
My mum building was very much far from the house, we arrived at her house in the evening it was a duplex painted in harbor grey color with shake accent color deep in granite. The board and batten color is white and the shutters with a sixty feet evergreen at the side of the entrance a small garden with white and red roses, lights of different colors were use to decorate them.
I had been there many times before during holiday, weekends but it was not as beautiful as it was now.
"Mum, you've change everything, I don't remember that small garden or that evergreens." I said as I walked into the living room.
"Yes sweetie, the garden was your Grandma's idea and the evergreen was my idea, do you like it?"
"Yes mum," I replied cheerfully. "But mum I thought Grandma was missing for twelve years?" I dropped my bag on the concrete tile floor and sat on the couch.
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