When I heard the sound of the bedroom door banging, I became furious.
I earned money to raise him up! The down payment for the house was paid by my parents, so what right did he have to slam the door?
I went to the utility room fo tools, dismantled the door, and threw it into his room.
"Slam the door again!"
My son was so angry that he was panting heavily. "Wait! I'm going to tell my dad!"
He ran upstairs angrily.
Go ahead! They could have a good life together!
The doctor said, "Keep a relaxed mood before the surgery. Your tumor was discovered early, so the surgery can cure you."
The best way for me to feel relaxed now was to vent all the unhappiness in my nearly twenty-year marriage.
I never expected that three people would come down from upstairs.
Eric and Daniel came downstairs with Jennifer.
They looked at me at the door but didn't come in.
Eric deliberately spoke in a sarcastic tone, "Since I can't sleep tonight, let's go out and have a drink together. It's better than being alone."
I watched them leaving without any expression on my face.
Since they didn't want to come home, then, I wouldn't let them!