At 3 A.M., My Brother Dragged Me Out of My Bedroom While Dad Laughed—He Had No Idea What the Smoke Detector Had Recorded
That’s normal.”
“Searching my room without permission isn’t a disagreement.”
He folded his arms.
“You’re making it sound criminal.”
I looked at him.
“I’m describing what happened.”
He shook his head.
Then said: