She was in tears because from now onward, she would have to do everything on her own and this prospect really depressed and frightened her at the same time. In between tears, she let out a deep sigh.
“You’re so ungrateful to me……..remember how I got you a job in a big company………and now you’re leaving me just like that,” she accused me with a glaring stare to which I had grown so accustomed by now.
“I think I’ve repaid you enough, just take a look at my hands,” I said, and showed her my hands, so harsh and dry from all the washing and scrubbing which I took up on her behalf so that she could keep her hands silky smooth.
“No, it’s not enough! You’ll never be able to repay me for the rest of your life!” she yelled back at me, stamping her foot angrily and drops of tears were seen dripping from her sculptured cheek onto her fine jaw.
More excerpt from my second book, “A Daughter Less Ordinary”.