“I don’t know, Mom. Let’s just go greet her first.”
“Good afternoon, Mrs. Stanley. It’s been a long time.”
“Yes, it has. I hope all is well with you.”
“Yes, of course. I just came to spend some time with my baby girl. I’ve missed her so much.”
“That’s wonderful news. We can have a family picnic. How long are you staying for?”
“I really don’t know. Whenever my daughter asks me to leave, then I’ll leave.”
“Okay, let me leave you both alone.”
“Did you hear what she said? She said she will leave when her daughter asks her to. Henry, you know I love my privacy. She must not stay more than a week here. Talk to your wife.”
“Yes, Mom, I know. Don’t worry, she won’t stay long at all.”
“Judith, my clothes have been in the laundry since yesterday. Go ahead and wash them. Don’t use the washing machine—it will spoil them. Wash them by hand.”
“Okay, Mama.”
“What do you mean, okay? Why did Henry buy the washing machine? Isn’t it to make washing easier? So you want her to stress herself when there’s an easier way to do things?”
“She married my son, and it is her right and duty to do as I say without questioning me.”
“Is she the one who paid the bride price, or was it my son? Please don’t get me upset.”
“Mom, can you see for yourself everything I’ve been saying? I’m tired. Let me just wash the clothes so there can be peace.”
“Judith, don’t get me angry. You want to wash what? If she wanted a maid, let her go and hire one. You are his wife, not his mother’s personal maid. She saw me here and still had the guts to say that rubbish. Since your husband can’t fight for you, I will.”
“Henry, Judith’s mother is getting on my nerves. Imagine what she told me.”
