or expectations are being challenged.”
“But she isn’t cruel.”
“She is categorical.”
“And people like that can be managed once you understand the categories they use.”
I stared at her.
“She thinks I’m beneath James too, doesn’t she?”
“At the moment? Yes.”
That answer hurt.
Mom touched my hand.
“But that will change.”
“How?”
“Not because you’ll perform for her.”
“You’ll change it simply by being who you are long enough for her to see that her original category was wrong.”
She smiled slightly.
“Robert did it tonight.”
“He heard
