Jake was furious.
The girl sat in the passenger seat fidgeting nervously with her thumb and forefinger, as Jake sped through traffic.
"Don't you think you should slow down?" She suggested.
"Don't you think you shouldn't sneak out of the house to date men who are ten years older than you?"
The words cut through the thick air of the enclosed space. "I mean seriously Allyson are you trying to give Mom and Dad a heart attack?"
Allyson sat there looking out of the window and twirling her wheat colored hair tightly around her fingers. She tried holding her breath, so that she wouldn't go off on a tangent.
"You know you're not my father, you're my fucking brother and I'm 17! I'm pretty much an adult; I can do whatever the hell I want to. I could sell my virginity on eBay and post about it on my Face book status if I wanted, it's MY CHOICE." She said giving him a spiteful smile.
"Do. Not. Test. Me. Right. Now. Allyson." They were three blocks away from their parent's house. Jake accelerated car even more, before his temper got the best of him and he had the chance to say something he might regret.
Allyson had already unfastened her belt and as Jake's car came to a stop she opened the door and turned to look at him before grabbing her backpack. "You're right Jake, because you're the social authority on relationships and life. You're 32 and you've never even been engaged, once. So excuse me "Dear Abby" if I don't want to take your advice. Go sell your fucking tonic on Dr. Phil." With that she slammed the door and stormed into the house, Jake waited to make sure she went into the house before speeding off. He needed a drive.
An hour had passed since Jake dropped off Allyson and he was still fuming. He decided to head over to his gym to work off some stress. After looking over some papers in his office and changing in his private bathroom, he made his way down to the main floor, which housed most of the equipment and the day care center. He waved at Albert; a thickly built Chinese guy, who he had been best friends with since his sophomore year in college. Albert and he had met in one of their Communications classes, after being assigned to work on a project together. Their friendship had been bonded not only by their sense of humor, but also by their love of fitness and the Yankees.
