The other day John and I were having a little tiny argument, actually a mild disagreement about something. I don’t even remember what, it was quite trivial. The fact is John and I rarely argue about anything. We are quite blessed that way. That makes things even harder for our girls to deal with when we do. We were on our way home from picking Keelan up from work and while we were debating whatever it was, she could feel the tension in the car grow noticeably heavier. All of the sudden she interrupts us from the back seat and announces that she is quitting high school and becoming a prostitute to support her drug habit.
She tends to become a tad dramatic when seeking to change the subject.