I need my mother to set a good example and be a person I can respect, but in most matters she's an example of what not to do.
I have the feeling that Margot thinks so differently about these things that she'd never be able to understand what I've just told you.
And Father avoids all conversations having to do with Mother.
I imagine a mother as a woman who, first and foremost, possesses a great deal of tact,
especially toward her adolescent children, and not one who, like Momsy, pokes fun at me when I cry.
Not because I'm in pain, but because of other things.
This may seem trivial, but there's one incident I've never forgiven her for.
It happened one day when I had to go to the dentist.
Mother and Margot planned to go with me and agreed I should take my bicycle.
When the dentist was finished and we were back outside, Margot and Mother very sweetly informed me
that they were going downtown to buy or look at something, I don't remember what, and of course I wanted to go along.
But they said I couldn't come because I had my bike with me.
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