Thankfully, she did.
“Mom,” I said, hugging her as she sat down.
“Darling,” she said. “Let’s get some food and then we need to talk.”
We walked around the buffet, picking and choosing our way through the food.
I just wanted my mother to spit it out. From her pursed lips, I knew she had something to say.
“Right,” I said. “Mom, talk away.
I’ve got a lot of work to get through. Final approvals and all that.”
“I have to ask,” she said, picking at a strawberry on her pancakes. “Did you do this to get… did you do this to get with Jack?”
“Excuse me?” I gasped.
“Was this all about teaching Clara a lesson, or did you want Jack for yourself?
I saw a photo of the two of you on his socials last week. You invited him to an event for the magazine?”
“I did,” I admitted. “It was an event for all our techies.
It was the perfect networking event for Jack.”
My mother was silent for a moment.
“And as for the other thing, Mom, come on. Jack and I have known each other for years. Since way before Clara and Jack even met.
He’s my friend, and he’s close to me. But do I want anything else from him? Not a chance.”
My mother looked stricken.
“I knew it,” she muttered.
“I had to ask, darling. Clara has been driving your father and me nuts. She was adamant that you got what you’ve always wanted, to ruin her.”
“I wanted to teach her a lesson,” I said.
“That’s all. She needs to grow up, Mom.”
So, I might not be the perfect sister. But I am the honest one.
And that’s more than enough for me.
What would you have done?
Source: amomama
