I’ll Be Good, Mom
Green PomeloFamily EmotionsRegretBiasFamilial BondPlot Twists
Mom was a top student at a prestigious school and had always been determined to be the best at everything.
She demanded that I learn to walk by seven months, speak fluently by eighteen months, and master all addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division by the age of three.
I did all of it. Yet Mom still felt it wasn’t enough.
However, when my younger brother, Liam, didn’t speak until he was five, Mom clapped and cheered when he finally did, celebrating his “late-blooming brilliance”.
I didn’t think anything of it.
Until one day, I was wearing headphones, memorizing Spanish words, and accidentally let the sound leak out, scaring Liam. He clutched his chest and cried, saying his he