The tour was carefully scripted. Finally it was the day before we were leaving to return home. Our guide would not be meeting us, he had said his goodbyes the day before and suggested we could spend our time packing and preparing for our flight.We had a free day! We decided to go shopping at a downtown mall where regular Chinese people shopped, not a tourist spot. My mom wanted to stay in the hotel and rest up. So the three sisters, none of whom spoke Chinese, struck out on our adventure.
When she had money problems she seemed to panic more than most people should. I thought maybe she just had anxiety but looking back it was cause my dad couldn’t know she too out even more credit cards. We went out to eat at least five times a week. She almost never cooked at home. She went to the casino all the time to the point where they started comping mine and my sisters daycare services. (Which cost upwards of $8 per hour per kid.)
He was pissed when he found out she had a reverse mortgage on the house he let her keep. (Yes I say let. He paid for that too and still gave it to her so the kids could live with her. Even after dropping half a million on her debt.) by the time we sold the house my sis and I got a fraction of what it was worth. He thought we’d get enough to be able to each get our own homes. Which we would have had she not taking out a massive loan for her gambling and she maintained the home. My dad wanted that house to serve as an investment for my sister and I. She turned it into her own bank account to serve herself.
I have a friend who has two older sisters. Brenda, who is 27, and Michelle, who is 23. Brenda has 4 children, Michelle has 3. Now, both her sisters, although married (at the time) and with kids, continued to live at my friends’ house. They had houses as well, but for some reason, they continued to spend the most time at their parents’ house. My friend said, “Brenda doesn’t give my mom money. But I yelled at Michelle and now she only gives her $100 a week”, 100 DOLLARS, to care for THREE children, they show no remorse towards the poor woman.
My friend always tells me of how both sisters leave their kids with her mom, while they go out and party and get drunk. My friend’s mom is far too nice and does not say a thing, although often complains and has painful moments. My friend says that the sisters work all week and they leave their kids there, so their mom will care for them. On weekends, the kids are left there as well.She has told me many stories of the mess the kids make, from spilling paint that their moms didn’t secure, all over the dresser and beds to knocking over a statue of the Virgin Mary that was besides the TV.
The mall was impressive. It was about ten stories with a center atrium that allowed a view of all the floors. When we walked in on the street level, we were immediately noticed. In fact, shoppers hung over the upper railings to get a look at us. I’m 5′8″ and at that time had auburn hair. One sister is a redhead and the other a natural blond. We clearly didn’t blend in. My sisters are shorter, but I seemed to tower over everyone there. We tried to casually shop around, but we were clearly an unusual sight in this mall. People stepped aside as we walked past.