“Once I make my decision, the discussion is over. You’ll abide by it. There’ll be no turning back. Understand?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Let’s see, what do you have to bargain with? I know,” she said, “go and get me your car keys. You lose your car. It’s mine now. You don’t need it anymore anyway. And bring me the registration, title and your driver’s license. Starting tomorrow, you can walk to the corner and take the bus to and from work. If you have to go anyplace else, you can use a taxi, the bus or you might have to try walking.”
I hadn’t thought of anything like that, but she wasn’t done. She continued. “You will also give me your paycheck every week. I will give you an allowance of fifty dollars a week. With that you can pay for your bus fare and get your lunch each day. If you need anyt
