Evil Lurks Within Us-Part 4
Tuning out her mother’s voice, Mary glanced at the clock. Susan should be arriving to pick her up so she could get to her physical therapy appointment. She hoped she arrived soon because her mother hadn’t stopped yelling at her since she arrived.
Mary had tried to tell her mother about Tom’s abuse before. Her mother was not sympathetic at all. This time was no different.
“Mary, how many times do I have to tell you that you shouldn’t have married Tom? You know you have no one but yourself to blame for this situation you have found yourself in.”
“Mom, I know how you feel about Tom, but I loved him.”
“Loved? Past tense?”
“Yes, past tense. I tried to ignore the violence. I tried to not think about why I am in this wheelchair, but I can’t forgive him for this.”
“It is about time you came to your senses,” her mother said. Mary realized that she should have kept this subject on the forbidden subject list along with her inability to have a baby. Her mother wouldn’t let either subject alone.
Another quick glance at the clock, but her mother noticed this time and said, “In a hurry to leave?”
“Mother you know I have an appointment with my physical therapist today. Susan should be arriving shortly to take me.”
“Why do you waste your time with a physical therapist? I thought your doctor said the paralysis you sustained was permanent. Susan should be trying to talk you out of it rather than taking you for these appointments. You are just prolonging your agony. It is best to accept the inevitable.”
“Mother I have no intention of giving up. I intend to walk again and regain the use of my bad arm no matter what the doctor says.”
Mary sighed as she heard a car door slam outside. Hopefully this was Susan. She was so done with this conversation. Unfortunately it must have been the neighbor since Susan did not come inside.
“Really Mary you can be so stubborn sometimes,” her mother said.
“Mother I would think you would want your only child to be able to walk again. I will admit that I was wrong to marry Tom and you were right about him. I had to learn that one the hard way.”
“Aha so you can admit I was right about something.”
Their conversation was interrupted by arguing outside. They could hear a man yelling, a woman respond and then loud sobs. Mary and her mother looked at each other quizzically.
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