My mother-in-law and I were
bonding. This was a good thing, a happy thing, something to cherish and savor.
Suffice it to say I had not been her ideal daughter-in-law, was not the one she
would have chosen for her favorite son, her baby, yet she was gracious and
temperate and kind. She understood that he was happy, so she came along to have
a second look at the apartment with me.
The apartment was a good
thing. It meant that her favorite son, her baby, would not be leaving the country
with his foreign wife. It also meant that her favorite son, her baby, would
walk right past her apartment on his way to and from work every day.
We got lost. We took a back
street I had discovered on a map. I freely admit I have no sense of direction.
My mother-in-law will tell you she’s not from here. She lived only two metro
stops away. But she wasn’t born here. So she could never find her way around.
Pot calling the kettle black.
Sorry.
There were two real-estate agents
waiting in front of the building, clipboard in hand. They let us in, then stood
aside while I gave my mother-in-law the tour. The apartment was nothing to
speak of, standard, old, needing work. The terrace was its crowning glory, even
in its stained, chipped, peeling state. It was glorious.
The lady agent said that other
people were interested. The man agent said we should not let this opportunity
escape. So we called her favorite son, her baby, to let him know how urgent it
was to put some money down for the right to purchase this small, dirty unremodelled
piece of property.
“We are in no hurry,” he said
to me in his stern, deliberate tone of voice. “If the apartment is not there
tomorrow, we will find another one.”
My mother-in-law and I looked
at each other in desperation. We raised our eyebrows. We shrugged shoulders. We
bonded.
333 words for including DELIBERATE 3: slow, unhurried, and steady as though allowing time for decision on each individual action involved
Favorite Son... and main character is "Wife of Son" ... so clear with the tension! Nice story.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Kristin!
DeleteBonding over a shared 'adversary,' excellent. I may try that with my own MIL. Even after 30 years, anything is possible.
ReplyDeleteIt's always possible.
DeleteWe only had about 6 years, but my MIL was the kind who kept her enemies close : )
Can relate to this--well done!
ReplyDeleteGlad you could relate Ginny. Thanks!
DeleteThe enemy of my enemy is my friend, always.
ReplyDeleteWell spun, ma;am. Liked it.
Haha. Glad you liked it, Lance. Thanks!
DeleteWell done. I like the repetition of 'her baby' to give us that clear insight into how her son is at the center of her world. I can surely relate to this scene. Nice writing. And congrats on 2nd place last week - well-deserved - I enjoyed it immensely.
ReplyDeleteI had a feeling most daughters-in-law would relate. Thank you, and thank you, Steph! so glad.
DeleteWell, I married the favorite son...and it ain't easy sometimes. I like how they had the moment of bonding. I hope it will be enough to get them through.
ReplyDeleteIn my case, there were friendlier and less friendlier days, but I miss her dearly. She died about 9 months after my husband, so that was that.
DeleteGreat piece. I married the ONLY son, the only child in fact. I still feel that give and take tension you portray so well here.
ReplyDeleteI hear ya, Kelly! There always is that give and take, so it don't break!
DeleteThank you!
What a great bonding moment :D
ReplyDeleteGlad you enjoyed it, Draug. Thanks!
DeleteNothing bonds like a common "enemy"..
ReplyDeleteYup, two against one is so easy to play.
DeleteThe way you repeated the phrase about the favorite son tied this piece together and clearly defined the roles of the participants.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Tri!
DeleteTwo women bonding over their love of the same man, how rare and sweet! Also, your use of the prompt was very subtle. Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteDoesn't happen all that often, does it? Thank you so much, Gal!
DeleteI like this. Sometimes bonding moments are small and subtle things. Yet they are precious. More so if trying to get on the good side of a disapproving step-parent.
ReplyDeleteSo glad you liked it. Did I hit a step-in-law nerve?
DeleteThank you, EagleAye!
Kymm, I had to smile when I read this. My mother in law...Oh well, hopefully the right apartment moment will come along for us some day;)
ReplyDeleteI always look forward to your writing!
Haha The right something will come along one day... or not!
DeleteAs my mother-in-law used to say: we never married each other, did we?
thank you so much, Valerie!
Fabulous, as per usual! Love the repetition of "her favorite son, her baby" throughout the piece. I can totally picture that mother-in-law! It's funny the strange moments that allow mismatched people to bond.
ReplyDeleteYou are too kind, Suzanne!
DeleteYes it is funny what situations become lifesaving, and which ones bomb.
Thank you!!