I was quite embarrassed that my mother was treating me like such a child in front of Gill and her family. I slammed open my door and stomped into the kitchen. “Ma, I’ll do them later! I’m busy!”
Mom looked at me with that threatening look, but I wasn’t scared. She wouldn’t yell at me in front of company, she usually just threatened me with a spanking after everyone left, and then she would forget about it.
“I want you to do the dishes – now! Don’t test me.” I rolled my eyes and walked away. She would just yell at me later. I went into my room and started talking with Gill. About three minutes passed, so I knew I was clear of the dishes. I was wrong. Mom walked into my room without knocking. She said: “I want you to come into my room”.
The only reason mom ever told me to go in her room was when she was going to spank me. But I was now getting older, so I thought she wouldn’t spank me at this age – especially with company over. So I let out a sigh and defiantly walked into her room with her. I told Gill I would be right back.