Rebecca continued her rants: [My in-law has been a widow for so many years. Who knows if she’s lonely and wants to drive the RV out to meet up with some random guy? Is she not afraid of not being good at driving such a big car? She might crash into the car and die!]
The subsequent obscenities were simply unbearable to watch. But Rebecca didn’t know that my mother was also in the group chat.
Rebecca saw my face turn pale and her eyes evasive, but she remained unyielding. “I wasn’t wrong... Elise is already old and she’s still taking road trips like young people. Who knows if she’s keeping a gigolo…”
My mother was completely furious when she heard this and exclaimed, “Bullshit! My daughter earns her own money, so she can spend it however she wants! Who are you to tell her what she should do? You’re even cursing me to death! What are you up to? Why are you so keen on going back to your hometown? If you have the guts, leave now. If you don’t step out of this door today, I’ll drag you out myself!”