My Pregnant Wife Was Forced to Wash Dishes Until Her Hands Bled—Then My Daughter Finally Told Me Why.
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Chapter 18 - ROSALIE AND BEATRICE
Rosalie agreed to meet Beatrice after a year.
Neutral sitting room.
No kitchen.
I was not inside.
Their conversation belonged to them.
Rosalie told me only pieces afterward.
Beatrice apologized for the stockpot.
The missing gloves.
June.
The council meeting.
Then she said:
“I thought if you worked beside the other women, you would stop acting like an inspector.”
Rosalie answered:
“I was your family and an inspector.”
Beatrice laughed.
Apparently.
Then:
“You made me feel like pregnancy was laziness.”
Beatrice admitted:
“My mother did the same to me.”
Rosalie:
“That was your chance to know better.”
Silence.
Then Beatrice said:
“Yes.”
May you like
No hug.
Good meeting.
