TITLE: Dear Oprah
GENRE: Upmarket fiction
Jessi has sent her mother a letter recounting abuse from her childhood. Her sister calls to confront her about it and her mother's claims that she will sue Jessi for visitation with the grandkids.
“Hi Jasmine, wassup!” I said beaming
“Hey,” she responded sounding kind of dry.
“Okay, what’s wrong? Is there something wrong with your car, did something happen at your apartment?” I asked with a little panic in my voice.
“Why did you send mom that letter?” Jasmine asked.
“I thought it was time for me to stop being scared and to realize how I was feeling,” I said trying to add strength to my wavering voice.
“Well, she is barely talking to anybody and she missed church today - and she never misses anything at church!” Jasmine said. “Was it really necessary after all these years to write that?”
“She was threatening to take me to court for visitation,” I nearly shouted. “Am I supposed to continually let her bully me and get her way, for the sake of keeping the peace? I'm sorry if that's what you do but I refuse to keep quiet any longer - especially when I'm being threatened.”
“Dang, Jessi you know she wasn't gonna sue you!” Jasmine shouted back.
“Um yes she was, her lawyer called me!” I said. “Look, we had it bad and many would argue that I got it a heck of a lot worse than you. I am not cowering in a corner anymore. I'm tired of being afraid. I'm tired of being bullied. Maybe you need to feel some of the sadness she inflicted.”
Jasmine was silent before sighing and hanging up.