"Nathenel have you lost your mind?" His mother was in one of her worse fit anger. "I thought you had a better taste than your dad honey and you had no interest in that Miss Goodie two shoes. She is a good for nothing skinny tramp. Then why did you bring her here?"
Nathenel continued looking at his laptop screen, avoiding her has always his best coping mechanisms during such fits.
"Are you ignoring me honey?" Rosalie banged her fist on the table, and continued to raise her voice, "Baby you know mumma only wants good things to happen for you? I was so happy when you were showing interest in Miss Langton. This girl she is so unimpressive, she is no match for you.Even her family doesn't want her, why would you take in a trash?" Rosalie was not only in a fit but she was drunk as well, and her deep neck dress, shamelessly exposed the hickeys from her lustful vacation.