There was utter silence from the other end of the line.
“Honey, you know that this whole older man younger woman thing is only in the movies,” she said gently. “You’re a young girl, you don’t know what you want.”
And I lost it then, gritting my teeth.#p#分页标题#e#
“Ma, if one more person tells me I’m too young to know myself, I swear I’m gonna scream,” I managed tightly, trying to keep a rein on my urge to slam the phone down. “I’m so through with other people telling me what I want.”
And my mom was silent, a pause so long that I thought she might have hung up had it not been for the soft breathing over the line. But then Brenda spoke, taking me by surprise.
“If you’re in love with each other,” came her voice gently, wavering only a little. “Then what’s stopping you from being together?”
I gaped, my mouth opening and closing without sound because this wasn’t the question I expected. I expected more denials, screams of grief, bellowing and beating of the chest, tearing at her hair, and not a totally logical question.
“Well, he is really old,” I said tinnily. “What you said was true.”
Another loaded pause.
“How old?” asked Brenda.
“Forty-five.”
And there was a gigantic whoosh of air as she exhaled, my heart dropping as I heard it. Oh no, that was a deal-breaker and Brenda couldn’t look past it, couldn’t see that age was just a number.
But she surprised me unexpectedly.
“Honey, you know your dad and I are fifteen years apart, don’t you?” she reminded me quietly.
I stopped for a moment. I had known that, but had forgotten because they were just Mom and Dad to me, in the general category of “old people,” people who were positively ancient.
“I know Mom,” I said slowly, “but Chris is twenty-six years older than me, not fifteen. That’s a lot.”
“It is,” Brenda agreed, “but you can overcome it, so long as you’re on the same mental level with the same approach and expectations to life. And trust me, your dad and I know, we went through a period where people questioned our decisions, questioned our love for each other. We started dating when I was twenty and he was thirty-five, folks thought that we couldn’t possibly be a good match.”
I gaped, astounded.
“Really?” I asked. I’d never heard about this part of their courtship, it’d always been rainbows and smiles from what they’d told me.
My mom hesitated.
“Yes, both sets of your grandparents opposed our marriage. Nanny and Don, and Marta and Gramps didn’t come to the ceremony, you know that.”
I did know that but they’d always painted it as a romantic elopement, a quick getaway because they were so hot for each other.
“But what happened?” I asked confused. “Everyone loves you guys, I’ve never seen anyone be nasty or resentful.”
And my mom sighed.
“Honey, it’s because you were born. The birth of a child is a magical thing and you were such a beautiful baby. Who could hold a grudge? After you were born, Lindy, our parents saw that we were truly committed to one another, that we were going to be a family no matter what, so they fell into line.”
And I gaped again. Holy cow, there’d been years of discord before I was born, my grandparents had opposed my parents’ union because of their age difference?
And hearing my unspoken question, my mom’s voice came over the line again.
“Yes, honey,” she said, her voice stronger now. “So if you tell me that you’re in love with Chris Jones, then Jim and I aren’t going to stop you just because you’re nineteen and he’s forty-five. It would be hypocritical, and based on our own experiences, we know it’s not a dealbreaker.”
I gasped, hardly able to believe what I was hearing.#p#分页标题#e#
“But Mom,” I said slowly, shaking my head, still trying to get my bearings. “What about the way Mr. Jones and I met? Don’t you think it’s so sordid, like he bought me somehow, paid me for my services?”
“Oh honey, you’re so young,” began Brenda again
Again, the “young” thing. I really was going to scream now, but my mom couldn’t hear my thoughts and she pressed on ahead.
“You haven’t seen the world,” my mom began slowly. “There are so many ways to meet people, and yes, yours was a little more transactional than most. But baby,” and here, her voice hitched. “You did it because you love your family. You care about your dad and me, and … and we didn’t have many options financially.”