It was later in the day, my dad and I spoke for hours. He kept trying to skip over topics that he knew I would win any sort of debate, but after awhile I think I managed to get a few of my points across. I was now making some dinner when Reece walks through the door, he had bags of different things in his arms as he went. I send him a confused look which he soon catches onto, he dumps the bags on the floor making his way over to the kitchen.

"Don't ask me, your dad gave me a huge list of things with strict instructions not...