Word of The Day

“You don’t understand Mum, it’s the party of the century, and I’ll be a laughing stock at school if I don’t go!”

“I’ve made up my mind, you have exams in a few months, and there will be other parties.”

Kylie glared, and slammed the kitchen draw shut, nearly trapping it in her fingers. “I’m not a child Mum, so why do you always treat me like I am one.”

Her mum had enough of this teenage angst.

This is what was all about these days, a fight, which normally ended in a flight mode. Sarah counted to ten before she answered, ”Don’t take it out on the drawer.’

“You went to parties, grannie said so.”

“I did, but only when I started work, and even then I wasn’t allowed out late. Look, you only have a few months and you will be eighteen. Get your exams over and done with, we’ll talk about parties then.”

“I’ll do all the cleaning for a week, and make sure my room is tidy. Please Mum, I said I would go now.”

“Tell them you’re not going. I’m not changing my mind on this. We’ve always agreed future first.”

With a slam of the door, Kylie was gone, but her heavy footsteps crashed up the stairs. Each stair was followed by swearing, and the word hate, hate, hate. It wasn’t like she didn’t understand, but it was a hard world out there.

To get the best jobs, only the best qualifications would do. Her daughter needed to see sense. A few more months was all she asked. Trust wasn’t an issue. She knew her daughter to be sensible, but she wouldn’t get these months back again.

She brought down a pack of cakes from the cupboard and placed a few on a plate. When the storm of anger passed, they would have a proper chat. Maybe she would call her mum to talk to Kylie. They always got along, and she would be able to break down the wall her daughter built.

Published by writerravenclaw

I am a fifty something mother of two grown up children, and one beautiful grandchild. I have been married for nearly thirty-four years. My first book was published ten years ago. I wrote my book Sticks and Stones because of my experience of being bullied at school.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: