Chapter 111

LUNETH "Forgive me, Mother, if I seemed to offend you; it's just that you keep going on and on about us supporting our husbands. I just wanted to know if Maljore was in my shoes, would she need to join this, your little oppressive club?" I try to sugarcoat my words, but I am making sure that she knows what I am trying to say. "Are you trying to compare yourself to Maljore?" Rose's words were sharp, but they revealed her true intentions. "Are you saying that if it were Maljore, she would not need to take the back seat for her husband?" I ask, pushing my luck. Rose cleared her throat uncomfortably; it was so obvious that she was now backed into a corner she could not get out of. "I mean, I know how much you don't like me; you've shown it time and time again," I add, and she stands up, almost charging at me. "You are my son's wife, not Maljore, so I do not see the need to compare yourself to her." "Forgive me, I was only comparing myself to her because you seemed to enjoy doing that befor