At that time, something clicked in my mind and I felt wronged. I almost fell to my knees and pleaded with my mother to explain.
She just sighed and said, "Mateo wants to go abroad. You should let him."
She continued, "Your grandfather’s last wish was for me to take care of my little sister. Have some understanding, will you?” “
“You know for yourself that your aunt has a tough life. Besides, Mateo is always more capable than you. He’s going to be more successful man too! What are you so jealous of?" she then added.
Even though I had wept and begged to them, even at a point I had refused to eat, but all I got was mockery.
That bank account had held every scholarship I had earned since high school. They held every cent I made from part-time jobs since I was a high school student. That was my capital for studying abroad and it held a total of thirty-seven thousand and five hundred dollars.
"What are you doing standing and daydreaming there like that? Your brother and his fiancée are too starving!"
She stood in the kitchen doorway as she impatiently urged me, "Whatever’s ready, bring it out! Your brother and his fiancée have a weak body. They have to eat first! They can’t go hungry!"