This same motherhood was lacking since morning whenever she had a word with her. "God knows why she had been behaving weirdly all this time. Right now, she seems perfectly fine to me" thought Martha. After the dressing was complete, her mother inquired from Martha if the wound has been dressed properly.
To this, Martha responded in positive. Her mother then asked, "Would you be able to walk by yourself?" This statement implied the motherly nature in Martha's perspective since even though she is well aware that only her skin got wounded, yet she was way more concerned about her child as if she had fallen from the first floor of the building. Martha said, "Of course Mom.
Only the skin is wounded and not the joints.
You needn't worry about it at all. I am perfectly fine." Hearing this, her mother posed a smile at Martha.
This all appeared unbelievable to Martha. The women in front of her, just like her father, had smiled for the first time in the day while on the other hand, her father who didn't utter a single word ever since the last night, has recently spoken way more than what Martha had altogether spoken throughout the car ride. Martha said to her mother, "Let's go. We must be getting late, right?" This again brought a blank face of her mother and the smile was now gone. She lowered her face to take a look on the items to be kept back into the first aid kit as she was packing it.
Keeping her face lowered, she asked Martha to go and sit in the car and that she wants to have a word with her father in private.
Martha, realizing that the aroma of silence has again been brought up, did as her mother said and went to the car herself which was parked some 10 meters away from the bench she was sitting on.
Needless to say, she walked comfortably to the car. After about five minutes, her mother accompanied by her father entered the car and they were good to go.
Her mother opened the glove box to keep the first aid kit back to where it was originally kept.
However, as her mother was keeping the first aid kit back, Martha's eyes too were somehow fixated on to the first aid only.
That's when she discovered a file kept in the glove box which she never saw before.
As her mother was keeping the first aid kit back in to the glove box, Martha came up with a question to ask her, "Mommy, why did you go out of the restaurant before any of us? Were you seeing somebody outside?" Hearing this, Cindy quickly shut the glove box and said, "That's none of your business Martha." She was somewhat taken aback by the response of her mother over such a small question.
Only a couple of minutes ago she was exhibiting her motherly nature towards me by making sure the safety pin don't hurt me while she dressed my wound. And now she acts as if she is my stepmother who answers every question from her stepchildren just to avoid their presence.
They kept traveling in the same direction until she saw a sign that her grandmother had told her way long ago.
Once while she was staying for a couple of days with her daughter Cindy, after two days she packed her bags and was ready to leave when both Martha and her mother had agreed to accompany her on her journey to the town.
Behind the steering wheel sat the driver, to the left had sat Cindy and the back seat was occupied by the Grandma-grandchild duo.
Throughout the journey, all three of them talked about a lot of things as they kept on passing from one point to another. Martha's grandmother, hailing from the eldest generation among the three of them was the one who spoke the most.
For one thing, she had the most life experience of all three of them and hence, had a lot to tell them about whichever place that came in their way that the old lady had visited herself and had some memory attached to it.
Martha's predominant job at that time was to keenly listen to whatever her granny had to say since she was very much fond of her storytelling capabilities.
On one such point that they came across, her granny pointed out to three hills. Looking at these hills, one would get the impression of a sunset.
It is so because the two hills that flanked the middle one. Both of them seemed pointed to someone who saw them while traveling from the same road as they were traveling from. While the middle one was as curvy as it give the impression of a sun setting down in the evening.
One more distinct feature of these sunset-simulating-hills was that the two that flanked the middle curvy Sun-like hill had similar sort of plants grown on them which gave them a similar color whereas the middle hill grew a different sort of plant and hence was distinct in its color among the three of them.
Therefore, all these features altogether brought the image of a sunset when someone from a fair distance would observe them.
Her grandmother had further added about these hills, "My town is little more than an hour away from these hills."
Martha now traveled from those same hills and it struck to her that she was almost a little over an hour away from embracing her dear granny, or rather put it as getting embraced by her granny.
They kept traveling into that very direction but at a slower pace than usual. She had thought of asking her father to fasten up the pace of the motor car but chose not to say anything as she expected the answer for anything from her mother as 'Remain shut!' She wondered her father must be driving slowly because it was about to rain soon.
The winds that were blowing earlier must have brought the rainy clouds over here and now rain will occur soon. "Hmm.