I don’t have any problem with my previous life as a homemaker. I worked hard to provide a comfortable environment for my husband and my daughters. Yes, I’d always aspired to more, but being a housewife, in general is not something to be ashamed of.
The way this reporter is turning her nose up at me, saying the term with such distain, really gets under my skin, even more so than the dirty looks and scornful glances of the other reporters.
“I was a housewife,” I say, attempting to be calm even with my rising annoyance. “Now I am a reporter for Harbinger News Company.”
The woman snorts. “What did they need their floors vacuumed? Their lunches packed?”
A few of the people around her start snickering.
“Good one, Jessica,” someone whispers.
The woman – Jessica – smirks at the praise.
“I’m
