And just like that, the roof above my head- Crumbled (Part two)
But-! Mom was a hard worker. She often overworked. It was true that she took days off every now and then but she worked twice as hard as anyone else. She worked more for less time: she did get bonuses for doing more work but she really worked hard. And yet, she was fired?
"…" I had a lot of questions. I really did.
And yet, I couldn't really ask anything. I couldn't voice my questions.
My throat clogged up. My breathing became a bit unstable. I strangely started to sweat.
It was almost as though the floor was shaking. The roof above my head had crumbled and, now what?
If mom lost her job then what about us?
What about her?
"…" Mom was also quiet.
And now that I looked carefully, she wasn't exactly in her room. Her expression was kind of crestfallen and infuriated at the same time.
So this was her boss's room and she just got fired. And then I called?