I stood looking at my mother, listening to her words. Feeling once again meaningless. So small. I am meant to be her child, yet she treats me like this. I am aware the chatter of the BBQ has quietened and everyone seems to be paying attention to us. Gio was looking at me, a look of concern was on his face. And next to him, Eli had a similar look on his face. This is not what I want. Pity nor sympathy.
“Do you not think it would have been nice to let your own family know you were home? And what did your excuse of a man think of you rushing over here to work for your brother? I can’t imagine he likes you being so far away, it makes you difficult to control then.” I feel a sharp pain in my chest at her bluntness. Why does she have to be so callous? I am her daughter for f**k’s sake! I feel
