The talk in the living room resumed shortly after Carmen retreated upstairs. The whole family could sense that it was a crucial time in her life since she was about to transition from a teenager to a young adult—a process that was otherwise known as ‘the transition’.
It was at the start of the family discussion when Sophia first made the announcement that a historical revolution was slated to happen at around the same time Carmen transitioned into young adulthood.
“Carmen is going to start using condoms soon,” Sophia declared slowly with a sigh. “She’s all grown up now. She’s no longer the kid she used to be.”
Upon hearing the news, Cooper and Anna felt their hearts sink. Linus, too, looked as if he was in despair.
Carmen’s words would leave the family heartbroken for an entire year.
Her generation had evolved and using condoms at eighteen was commonplace. While the adults in the family were acutely aware that it was a rite of passage, they could not help but feel as though they were about to lose their little girl—whom they had raised for seventeen years—to some filthy boar-headed boy.
Sophia figured that Carmen would be done with her shower by the time the discussion was over, so she knocked on the latter’s bedroom door before entering.
She tried to come to terms with the fact that her daughter was growing up. Carmen no longer needed a nanny and she had been weaned off the bottle for years. Now, she was a teenager whose bedroom door was always locked and no one could enter without her permission.
Carmen is a big girl who wears a bra now, Sophia reminded herself.
Carmen was about to sleep when she heard the knock on the door. With a tired look on her face, she opened the door to reveal an enthusiastic Sophia.
“Darling, don’t you have to get ready for finals now that it’s a new school term? How about I look through the mock papers with you?”
“Mom, I graduated with a PhD,” Carmen pointed out as she looked at her mother through bleary eyes. “High school exams are a piece of cake.”
Sophia instantly switched topics and quipped, “I heard that you broke up with your boyfriend today. Do you want me to beat his head into a pulp?”
Carmen rolled her eyes in exhaustion before she sighed. “Mom, you can’t go around beating people’s heads into a pulp—it’s illegal. I’m old enough to handle my own dating life, okay?”
“Oh, well… How about if we go through your thesis together?”
When she heard that, she glanced at the kid’s watch on her wrist. “Mom, it’s eleven! We’ll go through the thesis tomorrow. Can you please let me head to bed now? I have to self-study at seven in the morning!”
Upon hearing that, Sophia began to back out of the room and responded, “Okay,—go and get some rest. I won’t keep you up any longer.”
Carmen lazily crossed her thumb over her index finger to form a heart. “Here’s a heart. Love you, Mom.”
Sophia gave her a kiss on the cheek. “Goodnight, darling.”
After having sent Sophia on her way, Carmen crossed the room to her bed and sank onto it. She stared at the ceiling, which was simulated to resemble a starry night sky. I’m practically an adult. Can all of you please stop treating me like a child?
The mattress came with aromatherapy and temperature-control features and it was made to perfectly conform to one’s sleeping habits, thereby bringing out the best sleeping experience. For Carmen, who was already worn out, that meant she was close to falling asleep the moment she hit the bed.
When she dreamed that night, it was as if she had traveled back to her own past.
Out of the few of her childhood nightmares, one involved her being kidnapped by someone who wanted to kill her. She was frightened and scrambled to hide under a table, which was when she heard a voice that said, “Come here. Close your eyes.”
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