- I'm not talking about those gifts.

-Father! I unconsciously copy his tone. “I didn’t do anything, no matter how much you expected it. I came home like I used to.

-What's on your hand?

He nods at my hands, I raise my hand, looking at the drawing, and shrug my shoulders. He wouldn't look at them if someone didn't tell him to pay attention to it.

-Drawing.

-Who made it for you?

-One of my friends.

I'm mad at his tone! How hard it is with him, especially in the first minutes of staying at home. Until he makes sure that everything is in order, he will stick to...