I had long been accustomed to Dad's temper and tyranny, so I went home with the attitude of having fun. I wanted to know what "big event" had happened at home.
Lucy was crying on the sofa and her eyes were red and swollen. Mom held Lucy's hand and patted her back to comfort her.
Dad stood by the window smoking, not saying a word.
As soon as I got home, Dad directly said, "You are responsible for resolving the problems you caused. Hurry up and give me five hundred thousand dollars to return to your uncle."
