Word Count: 102,011
Summary of Events:
Taylor vented his frustrations about the behaviour of his grandparents to Whitney while they went on a training ride together, as Whitney had promised to keep Taylor more separated from his nephew. Because of cold and blowing snow Elianne stayed inside and ended up having a talk with her grandmother in which she learned that, although her mom had hated her grandparents, her grandparents didn't hate her mom, but had merely been trying to show her why they thought something she'd done in the past was selfish because they loved her . . .
Excerpt of the Day:
Elianne was silent, even though her curiosity as to just what Mom had done that was so selfish burned in her, especially considering she had no memories of Mom being selfish, and seemed at a loss as to how Mom’s mom could be talking about the same Mom she’d known.
“Honestly, it was that selfish act that killed her,” Mom’s mom whispered, still dabbing at her eyes.
“She just wanted to come home,” Elianne said.
“Because she hated us so much she didn’t even want to be in the same town as us overnight,” Mom’s mom replied. “She came up to her friend’s funeral and turned around to go home immediately afterwards because she hated us so much. She only came for Christmas and Easter because of the fact that the rest of you came along and she would then have you to be with as a way to ignore us and prevent us from reiterating that she was wrong and we were still hoping she would make things right.”
“Really?” Elianne asked.
Mom’s mom nodded. “We were at the funeral. We saw her there. Grandpa managed to get into the food line behind her and tried to talk to her, not even about what she did, but just to say hello, casual small talk. She wouldn’t have it. She swore at him and made a scene like she was, like she was a child, and then she left. She didn’t even actually stay to eat her food.”
She dabbed at her eyes again.
“The weather had turned during the service and so when she informed people she was heading back to Salmon Arm they tried to stop her, but she hated us too much to listen,” Mom’s mom said. “And now she’s gone.”
Tears filled Elianne’s eyes. She had to admit that she was finding Mom’s parents to be pretty nice people, and now seeing Mom’s mom crying at the fact that Mom was gone too really made Elianne wonder why Mom would be so angry at her parents.
The oven sounded, calling Mom’s mom away, leaving Elianne alone with her thoughts, and Elianne had to admit that they left her somewhat conflicted now; she still loved Mom, but the idea that Mom had acted against the advice of people who cared about her all because she hated her parents and didn’t even want to say hello to them was shocking and devastating.
Why couldn’t Mom have just said hello and then gone to a hotel? Why did she have to try to drive in dangerous weather because she was mad? Why couldn’t she have even, if she needed to, have stopped in Prince George for the night or something? Why had she needed to keep driving?
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