That didn't last, either. My parents like to watch movies with us at least once a week. We all are supposed to eat dinner and talk and a lot of the time Dad picks bad movies on purpose so we end up making fun of it together. Its wholesome fun. So one night, I'd finished my homework and none of my friends were available. Mom had also been pressuring me to spend more time with everyone before I went to Caltech next year. So I did. Dinner was fine. More than fine. We all spoke openly about what was going on in our lives (well, mostly), we laughed at Dad's stupid jokes and Mom got us talking about things that were changing in her field of science. August told a long meandering story that ended with some of his friends almost accidentally getting arrested for armed robbery that still managed to
