The only sounds to be heard are our forks touching our plates. Otherwise its just silence. Complete and utter silence. Her body is turned away from me and when she opens her mouth to speak its to the dog. Not at the dog, to the dog. We sit down, eat our food in silence and go about our day. We can spend the entire day together with no words spoken between us.
Even when there is someone else at the dinner table, her body is always turned away from me. She doesn't direct the conversation to me and hardly, if any, speaks to me.
Is that how you would describe your relationship with your mother?
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