"Little rice ball, get your ass down here let's go," Joanna shouted, anger evident in her voice.
She strolled to the couch and sat with her legs crossed. She ignored the look on her father's face which was as if he was staring at a stranger.
"Little...," She paused midway when she heard his hurried footsteps approaching the stairs.
"I am here Big Sis," He announced and raced down the stairs.
He paused just beside where his father stood at the spot Joanna left him.
"Dad," Anthony called. The corner of his lips lifted to form a broad smile.
His sweet smile was enough to wash away the man's anger.
"I can see you are set for school," He muttered. He raised his hand and caressed Anthony's smiling face.
"Be a good boy that you have always been ok," He admonished, his hand still moving on Anthony's face.
"Hmm..," Anthony shook his head positively. He left his father and moved to where Joanna now stood in front of the huge entrance.
