âI had told her to wait for me by the auditorium doors before the rehearsal. I need to check in with the teacher first to see whether she could come with me to the backstage.â
But when I came out, she was gone. The teacher and everyone were inside waiting, and I couldnât just bail on the others, leaving the teacher hanging like that!â
Mara sobbed as she explained, âVictoria, I didnât just wander off. It was blazing hot outside the auditorium, so I was just looking for a spot in the shade. I didnât see you come out, and if I had known I couldâve gone in, why would I have run around? I know better than to go off by myself in unfamiliar places. Dad, I really didnât mean to! Please donât scold Victoria, Itâs all my fault. I wonât ever go to her school again.â
Victoria bit her lip and remained silent, while Elton, seeing his younger daughter so upset, lost his cool.
âYouâre always so full of yourself, thinking you can handle everything. But what now?
Youâve let your little sister get lost in a strange place, and now that sheâs finally back, you didnât apologize but expect her to beg me not to be mad at you? Victoria, Iâm so disappointed in you!â
Eltonâs words hit Victoria hard, and with tears in her eyes, she looked up, âIâm so sorry. But isnât Mara back safe and sound now?â
âYouâre talking back! Do you think youâve done nothing wrong?â
Victoria didnât respond, but her silent and stoic stance spoke volumes of her hurt.
Elton was softened by his younger daughterâs tears. He slapped Victoria across the face, âFine, stand there then, and skip dinner tonight to reflect on what youâve done.â
Victoria stared at her father in disbelief; it was the first time he had ever reprimanded her like this. Even when she made minor mistakes in the past, Elton would always downplay them. She had never been hit by him before.
Regret washed over Elton almost the instant he struck her. His eldest daughter had always been so considerate and caring. He had never laid a hand on her throughout all the years he raised her. Seeing the shocked and hurt look in her eyes, he regretted it.
âIâ¦â
âDad, Iâve always looked out for her, cooking when youâre not home, making time to help her with her homework, and teaching her how to study. Donât I get tired? Why canât I have my weekends to myself?â
âIf you hadnât insisted on following me, how could you have been left at school? This is all your fault!â
After yelling at Mara, Victoria wiped away her tears and retreated to her room.
Elton took a couple of steps forward, then stopped as he was drawn by his daughterâs crying.
âDaddy, Iâm sorry. I never realized I was such a burden on my sister. I wonât bother her anymore.
Please donât blame her, Daddy. Today was all my fault, but Iâm home safe now. I wonât go there again.
Iâll just stay home and study. I wonât ask her for help with questions I donât understand anymore. I know it really bugs her and takes up her time, but Iâm just so slow. Iâm sorry, Daddy. Itâs all my fault.â
Elton wrapped Mara in his arms, his voice tender, âYouâre not slow, not at all. Everyone learns at their own pace.
Besides, if you canât ask your sister, who can you turn to? Sheâs your sister! Weâre a family. Itâs our duty to look out for each other.
Otherwise, what if something happened to her? Would she not want you to care for her?â
Through her sobs, Mara replied, âIf my sister got sick, I would definitely take care of her.â
âThatâs right. You two have to take care of each other. When Iâm old, Iâll be counting on you girls to support each other.â