So what happened? Well, my mother is nearly seventy-seven, and has been doing pretty well since my father died. Now, my parents have been well known for taking in waifs and strays - the people I've had to put up with when I was growing up!!! Anyway, on and off over the last couple of years, she has helped out a young student of hers, who has a mad, unstable mother. My mother has taken Chase, the boy, in to stay lots of times when his mother flipped her lid. See, Chase is really talented and has all the potential to be a great singer/entertainer. He's drawn the attention of some big names in NZ entertainment already. My mother has taught him singing on and off over the last probably six or more years, when he was living at home and not with some relative.
We never liked how he was turning out, and Christy got in trouble last Christmas for sticking devil's horns on his photograph!! We were secretly proud of her LOL!
Anyway, to cut a long story short, he's been living in my mother's house for the last six months or so, while trying to finish his final year at high school, and recently it looks like he's been difficult (he's seventeen now) and my mother didn't want to tell us at first but earlier this week he argued with her and pushed her over on the concrete. She only told me yesterday when I phoned. You know what? I don't think it's the first time he's hurt her...
My brother in Oz wants to come over and kill him. We never liked him and said so often enough. My mother has made him leave her house now, and says she'll never take him in again. But she is soft. She did enjoy his company. And it wasn't like my father wasn't aggressive quite often. I'm scared for her. We're going to go up there next week, after Christy's surgeon appointment. How could a seventeen year old boy assault a seventy-six year old woman? One who really cared for his welfare and his future? It's so awful. Makes me feel really ill.