As a mother is fed up with her kids fighting, she uses her kids' confessions to end it.
"Shut the fuck up, Steven, so what if I got here your car back an hour late?! I'm sorry!" she yelled, coming towards me. "Mom, I swear, how is he my twin brother? We're almost nothing alike." "I don't know, Kate. Damn, what is it with you two lately?" I whined, turning to her. "You've been bickering like that nonstop for weeks now. You're twenty now, can't you get along? I mean, at least for...Read On