After spending many years together, I understood him very well.
This was his expression of displeasure.
“Pay more attention to the parents’ meeting, and care more about the children.”
I know what he was saying.
Today was Sunday, a rare day when I was allowed to pick up my two sons who were learning horse riding.
I started making their favorite pastries in the morning.
But I waited at the horse stable for a long time, and didn’t wait for the children until it was dark.
What I received was a call from Esme, who said in a reproachful tone, “Madam, don’t you remember? Today’s horse riding class has been changed to swordsmanship class. I have already picked up the children.”
The phone was filled with the scolding voice of my mother-in-law, Aurora.
“I already said that she can’t take care of children. She left the two children there for the whole afternoon! Is she still a mother? She is so heartless!”
Then came Colin’s gentle voice, “Esme, thanks to you today.”
What followed by was Aurora’s agreement. They were happily having dinner over there.
I didn’t want to listen anymore.
I hung up the phone and stayed where I was.
No one had informed me about the change of class.