My mother kept by herself together sufficient to go to work, but at night she’d crumble in self-pity and despair.

My mother kept by herself together sufficient to go to work, but at night she’d crumble in self-pity and despair. Her primary supply of convenience during this period: Lola. As mother snapped at her over tiny things, Lola taken care of her even more—cooking Mom’s favorite dishes, cleaning her room with additional care. I’d discover the two of them later through the night during the kitchen area countertop, griping and telling tales about Dad, often laughing wickedly, in other cases working on their own in to a fury over their transgressions. They scarcely noticed us young ones flitting inside and outside. One i heard Mom …

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