Daniel paced back and forth. "I tried explaining it to her, but she's even more upset. Now I'm getting the silent treatment."
"Oh, I can't imagine why," quipped Amanda from the couch, downing the remainder of her second glass of wine.
Shaking his head, Daniel requested, "Honey, can you try talking to her? Maybe take her out on a mother-daughter spa day, get her to understand?"
"Get her to understand why her father's picking now of all times to go overseas for a couple weeks, while she's still here recovering from the fallout of a karate brawl?" Amanda asked pointedly.