-Leaving school? What are you saying, Anni-Frid?
Agny was angry. She was, in fact, extremely angry.
-My darling, do you know what that means? If you want to have a future…
-I must go to University, I know! You always say the same, mamma.-she exclaimed-You’ve listened to my voice, and you know I worth it. Mamma, there’s only a chance in life, and mine has arrived. Please, mamma. Without your agreement, this is going to be so hard…
-Is going to be? Oh, dear, do you think you’re going to do it? Not while I’m alive! You will finish school, you will study at the University, you will get married and you will have a nice job, just as I’m named Arntine Lyngstad!- she punched the table.
-I won’t do that, mamma! I’m not a child anymore, and I can make my own decisions!
-No, you are not! For God’s sake, you’re 15!
-Almost 16!-she shouted- And what if I’m 15? When my mother was my age, she was already working at the farm!
-But you’re not your mother, Anni-Frid.-Agny said, calming down. She didn’t like that Anni-Frid compared her to her mother. She didn’t want her to comet the same mistakes…
-No, I’m not. I’m not, because she didn’t have the chance that I have. And I’m taking it, mamma.
-No, you’re not!
-I am going to do it, with your agreement or without!-she said, and started going upstairs.
-Anni-Frid Sinny Lyngstad, if you continue going up on those stairs, don’t expect me to talk you anymore!
Frida looked at her grandmother, defiant, and ran to her bedroom.
Agny sat, and sighed. What happened with that little girl? She wanted to kill her, or what?
She loved her with all her heart, but, with that discussion, she couldn’t avoid remembering the one that she had with her daughter when she told her she was pregnant.
No one could have doubt that they were mother and daughter.
Agny knew Anni-Frid had a great voice, and she was proud of it. But she didn’t want her to enter in the show business. She had met several people with her same dreams, and everything had gone awfully for them, tough they were also so talented. She saw them unhappy, and she wanted her granddaughter to be happy on life.
She knew that, if she failed, that would be a great disillusion. And she didn’t want that for Anni-Frid.
She decided to go upstairs: she needed to talk to her granddaughter.
Daliá♥
It's great, Dalia!
ResponderEliminarI'm avid to see the other chapters!
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Kisses!!