She didn’t like any of that.
She was her own woman.
None could tell her what to do.
Least of all her parents.
I always loved it when our grandparents came to visit.
She would show them that they didn’t have any power over her.
And that she could do what she wanted.
Even though she was an adult she had to show them that they couldn’t tell her what to do.
I loved watching that.
And it wasn’t until I myself was an adult that I realized how childish she’d been.
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