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Hell at home

Hell At Home

Weak of body and will.

Carol cowers as the girl yells at her. “Dammit mom, just do it yourself. I don't need you telling me you want my dirty clothes. You want them so badly, then just gather them and leave us alone.”

Carol thought about speaking but didn't. Not after last time when Ann shoved her so hard she nearly fell over. She just turned to leave so as not to argue over dirty clothes. She gave thought to not washing them at all and let the girl do them herself. Wanting a car she should maybe be a bit nicer instead of getting meaner by the week as she had been lately.

She again wondered if she should tell Ray how badly their daughter was getting out of control lately. He was so busy with the farm expansion she hated to bother him with it. He and Ann barely talked. He was mad at her for not helping and didn't want to deal with her so he basically ignored her. She would maybe do the same.

At the door on the way out she heard. “What the hell, mom? Take the clothes with you. Geez mom”

She didn't stop but did hesitate when Ann yelled “ Mom! Get your ass back in here and pick up my damn clothes!” She kept walking until she heard Ann’s feet hit the floor and yelled “ Stop! Stop your ass right there mom. To her utter humiliation she stopped.

She knew she was no match for her daughter now. Having been small all her life and thin weak arms she learned early that the bigger kids could pick on her and get away with it. She had lived her adult life ...

... with that behind her until her own daughter realized she could push her around physically and now she was trying to do it mentally too.

Letting out a quiet sigh to try to stay calm and get out of this, Carol turned to start gathering the clothes scattered about in the messy room. Ann got in her face with a wild but excited look in her eyes. “ No mom, not so fast. “ The girl's hand came up to the middle of her chest and shoved her back . “We need to talk about how things need to change around here. You are going to start showing some respect, lady” Ann was using the same tone that her mom had used with her as if she was a child.

Lisa watched and listened with a smile on her face as her best friend got harsh with her mom. Ann had been telling her how she was getting the best of her mom and that getting physical with her was the best way to handle her to get what she wanted. She could see in the woman’s eyes and actions she was not going to put up a fight. She watched with rapt attention as Ann took another step and pushed her mom back again. Like watching girls fight at school and the urge to cheer or jump into, Lisa found herself getting up and going to stand just inside the doorway to watch what was happening out in the hall.

When Lisa got up it was clear that Carol was even more intimidated from the look in her eyes as she looked back and forth between the two girls.

“Ann, please.., okay. Okay okay, I’ll get the clothes and go and we can talk later, okay? Pleasee. ...