I was drawn to her. I simply couldn’t bring myself to look away from her retreating figure, my eyes practically staying glued to her. I was taking deep breaths to try and push down the fury that burned ablaze within me, but I was willing to admit that it was proving to be a rather difficult task. There was a lot more that I had wanted to say to her. I wanted to wound her, to make her know that she was unwelcome, but now, any chance of me being thorough in my task had been extinguished.
I wasn’t at all surprised when my grandmother started to speak, the familiar sound of her clearing her throat causing me to turn my attention towards her. I believe that everyone else at the table had done to too, but little did they know that it was me with whom she wanted an audience. I knew that this en
