All I could say then was, "I may not be old enough to understand what you have been through with Dad, uncle, late uncles wife and my grandparents, but I don't want to experience so much pain right now that it makes it hard to believe that happiness is even possible. Don't be a coward mom, that's not the mom I've always admired and love with all my heart." She looked at me with so much pride in her eyes, she, she smiled, and I smiled back. Looking at how lucky I was to have such a loving and head-on mom like her, I don't deserve to have such a beautiful and perfect mom as her, so I said, " Mom I'm sorry you had to be stuck with me for so many years, and I know I haven't been the perfect kid you needed, and I'm sorry that uncle gave you his burden to deal with. Killing yourself wouldn't be the justice you need, getting rid of me would be though."
As baffled and utterly angry she was all she could answer with was, "How dare you!!, how dare you judge my beautifully precious son? You have no right to say that about yourself Chris. From the moment I first held you in my arms, you were mine, you will always be my son, your biological father might have helped in giving birth to you, but you were always my son, I don't know why you think any less of yourself, but I don't condone it, do I make myself clear Christopher?" As happy as I was to see her in her usual angry attitude, I burst out in laughter, and apologized for using her love against her. But of course, she was raged, but she knew why I would have insinuated such things in the first place.
Aunt looked dazed, she was sitting right across the hall, on uncle's chair at that. She was both amazed and disgusted at the same time, I stared at her, in fact both mother and I looked at her, her faced was in a position which showed that she was about to burst out in anger or tears, which would both be a tragedy, mother quickly tried to reach her, as soon as she was about three feet away from her aunt spoke, she told mother the one word which she knew never ended anything in a good way she said, "Don't". as disheartened mother was, she knew that aunt had heard our conversation, she knew it was justice enough for her to be left on the dark about her own husbands' child.
She looked at me afterwards, with the upmost disappointment I've ever seen, I went to her tried to explain my predicament, but she wasn't ready to listen to anything which I wanted to say, rather she had already made up her mind, she knew what was being done to her was injustice, it wasn't fair at all, I understood that. Thus, I followed her after she stormed out to the lawn. The sun had reached its peak, the weather was so beautifully perfect that I took a second to soak in its beauty before going after aunt again.
"Stop!", I said with tears all over my face, she asked me why she would have to listen to me after the betrayal I was part of. All I could do was say, "I understand, I know that your hurt and I know that you feel like I have deceived you, but aunt I would never do anything to hurt you intentionally. You are my mother as well aren't you, although the formalities were never fully handed to you, but you have never treated me less than your own since the day you stepped into our house. I know you feel that mom was unfair by not telling you about me, and yes, she was wrong in doing so. But we can't hate each other for decisions which were done without our consent. Nothing is better than loving, learning to forgive each other for our mistakes, it nurtures as well as uplifts the soul."
Looking at her expression I knew that it would not be that easy to convince her about mother's intentions, but time would be the best medicine for both.
We sat on the grass for hours, enjoying the natural splendor around us, the little strawberry garden which we both had nurture for months never looked more beautiful, the grass with its perfect green leaves. Everything was so serene, my eyes could not believe the amount of beauty around us that it calm the situation between us, even aunts anger subsided. The tranquility of nature managed to get rid of the animosity she had developed against me.