Can You Address Me As, Dad?
Monica's eyes darted from Ella to Nana Esther and back to Ella. She was rendered speechless by Ella's weird behavior. Being a nurse for almost two decades, she could tell when a person starts losing their sense and to her, Nana Esther's grandson's wife was at the early stage of insanity.
"Young ma'am, I can't possibly be joking around with my job. Mr. Rex wants you to get his tea, right away."
Even though Monica was smiling politely while speaking, her tone held a bit of sarcasm and this did not go unnoticed by the attention to detail Nana Esther.
"Monica," Nana Esther flashed her an angry stare, "what my granddaughter said was a rhetorical statement. I thought you had a mature brain to decipher that. If you don't have anything else to say, can you get out of my kitchen?"