The instant those words left my mouth, the whole room seemed to detonate.

My father came up out of his chair so fast that it slammed back into the wall behind him with a crack that made my mother flinch.

“Don’t you play games with us!” he shouted, and his face had gone a color I had never seen on it.

“As long as you live under my roof, you live by my rules.

So you have a choice to make, right here, right now.