text: "Fine!" you sigh, as your brother gleefully snatches the remote and switches to the latest cartoon that's far too old for him. 
  
  
  You jump up from the couch, and grab your laptop, binge-watching Youtube until you hear Dad come through the door. 
  
  
  "Hello! I'm home!" he calls.
  
  
  "Hey Dad!" you yell from the kitchen.
  
  
  He walks in, smiling.
  
  
  "You're not fighting. That's pretty impressive," he smiles, referring to you and your brother. "I'll put on dinner. We have chicken curry."
  
  
  He begins to turn on the stove and start cooking.
  
  
  "How was school, honey?"
  > You say "OK."
  "Well, honey, that's pretty good."
  
  
  "Yeah, I guess."
  
  
  You shrug and turn on your phone. After about an hour, Dad begins serving dinner.