Chapter 6
The feud
I looked at my mom's claimed face as she crossed her hands alongside her chest with her back to the sink. "why did I do that? Mother, I don't understand what you are trying to say. I mean, someone just offered a better job opportunity to me, should I have said no."
"Of course, you should have. There is no way you go that far. So you have to call her and decline, understood?"
Okay, just stay calm Mary, this is your mother, I tried to reason with my enraged brain "No mother," I looked at her "as a matter of fact, I don't understand anything., So please explain it in a way that I would."
"I don't need to explain anything to you Mary; I just don't buy the idea of you and your sisters going to a distant country for anything, that's all." She said in a calm tone
What? "But mother...."
"Enough," she said cutting me off "no buts, that is my decision and it's final. It's late you should go to bed." She walked towards the door.
I stared at mom speechless, she expect me to just let this go? A golden opportunity that will not just change my life but the whole family for such a stupid reason? No way, that isn't happening, "no mother I am afraid not." I said with a pissed tone
"What?" she snapped angrily at but I stood my ground it was now or never "what did you say."
"It's not your decision to make but mine, mom just imagine what such a golden opportunity could do to help our family, Lora and Lisa could go to a better college, dad could get better treatment and you guys won't need to work so hard on the farm because I will be doing the working; won't that be great."
"No it's not, it might be for you but it's not great for the family. For pit sake Mary, no one is asking you to work yourself to the bone; we will manage somehow so you don't need to go anyway for anything."
"But mother I can't remain here like this, I need to do something meaningful with my life and this opportunity seems to be a good start, so why are you against it?"
"Don't question me Mary I'm your mother and I know what is best for you and it's not going to London. Besides you're doing a wonderful job, I don't know what else you need."
"What? Mother farming is not my dream, it was never one."
"A dream you say? So now you have a dream I doubt because if you really do, you wouldn't have given up your life pursuit for your siblings just like that, you would have pushed harder."
"What? Are you saying to be giving my younger ones any opportunity was a bad choice?"
"No that's not ....."
"Then what do you mean?" she cut her off "I can't believe you as my mother will be saying that to me>" she snapped for the first time in her life, she challenge her mother drastically
"That's not what I meant Mary and you know it."
"Do i? I doubt it."
"Are you being disrespectful to be right now Mary? Your mother."
"Disrespectful? Well, I am sorry mother if I'm being disrespectful to you right now but this is my life and I will live it the way I see fit." I said between tears, she was my mother and I hated disrespecting her but not this time "I am not a child but a twenty years old adult who knows what she wants and I'm sorry if you see my stepping down for my siblings to shine as a waste of time. But you should know one thing, no matter how or when or even if I were to be reborn I will make the same choices I made over and over again because I regret nothing. And I will continue to work hard for them to live a better life and father to last long. So in two weeks' time, I will be leaving with or without your blessings" I walked away from her,
"Don't you dare walk away from me; I am not done talking to you."
I paused "but I am done and you should be happy that you and dad taught us well or else only God knows what I would have said and done to you while you spoke that nebbish to me. Good night." I said and went into my room.
It was already morning and I couldn't contain my tears and just lets them flow, even when dad and Lisa came knocking at the door, I could not answer them but just cried.
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PAID TO BE MRS BLACK
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