I Cut Off Ties With My Biological Family

Have Your Siesta,Grand'Pa!... It was on Sunday,I asked my father if he would give me a lift to the next town ten kms away,so that I could meet with friends from work who had invited me to a movie,even before he could reply,my brother's wife had put her two Bobs's worth!"Oh! grand'pa you worked hard all morning,you need your rest and it is nearly time for your siesta!" I became agitated as I had promised my friends I would meet them but had not given much tought to what mood my father would be in when I asked him for transport. "Ok I will take you",my sister in law's face fell "But grand'pa,your siesta!" There was a mixture of smirk and glee on my father's face which should have made me pause had I not been so young and naive.
We set off,half way between my father's property and our destination he stopped the car and ordered me out,he then turned the car around and took off back to the farm,I was left in the middle of the road distressed and angry trying to decide whether to continue on foot,five kms is quite a walk,I would never make it on time and would I get a lift back? Returning home was the sensible thing to do so I took off my hight heel shoes and started walking barefooted,I don't know how long it took me to reach the farm,finally in the distance I could see my brother's wife get up from her deck chair and start walking towards me,she then stopped, arms akimbo,her face exultant!
My father was nowhere to be seen, I guess he was having his siesta!.