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"Well, if anyone tries to break yours, I’ll rabbed a cookie frorandparents to dinner to for soalanced over at Tristan, and his easy smile disappeared, replaced by a hard expression "Glad you’re back this weekend Have a big job coive you a few hours, but I need to leave by three"

Christian practically spit with disgust "Boy, you’ll work till the job’s done I’e, but your future is right here Houses don’t get built by themselves Have your fun on someone else’s tie Rebellion shone fro seventeen credits this semester, and I work my ass off I coh for you?"

Dread trickled through her veins Tristan and his dad were constantly fighting, and it see worse Diane tried to run interference, but Christian usually ended up yelling at her, too, and then Sydney felt bad for everyone What was happening to the family she loved?

His father seeh Lately, boy, nothing you do ever is"

Raw pain flickered in Tristan’s ao to him, but he’d only shake her off Diane put a hand on her son’s ared arning "He just got home His studies come first If we need to hire someone else, ill"

The tension between the the easy camaraderie a husband and wife should exhibit "If our sons did their jobs properly, ouldn’t need outsiders Babying theood for any of us"

"Leave Mom out of this," Tristan clipped out

"Fine I’ll have your brothers take up the slack while you go enjoy yourself I’ back to work"

Christian walked out Silence fell over the kitchen

Tristan cursed under his breath "I’ up to my room"

Diane took a step forward "Honey, wait--"

But he shot off, disappearing up the stairs

Sydney couldn’t stand it Seeing hi off the stool

But Diane caught her hand, shaking her head "No Sit back down, Syd I want to talk to you about so, she sat Diane took the stool next to her She see over her words carefully "Am I in trouble?" Sydney asked

Diane squeezed her hand, sht around here You help balance all this one a bit crazy if I wasn’t able to talk about hey"