All is quiet at the Watson house this morning. John is in his bedroom studying DNA replication when he hears Harry come in the front door. She mumbles a greeting to Dad, who asks her where she was last night.
John doesn't hear Harry's answer. Evidently Dad didn't either, because he repeats the question. John braces himself for yet another fight. (How am I meant to get anything done with them always shouting?) He used to eavesdrop but now he ignores them, or tries to. It's always the same thing: Harry claims that she's just young and having fun, then Dad reminds her that she'll be twenty years old in the fall and needs to do more with her life than work in fast food. They'll shout at each other till they're hoarse, Harry will stomp off in a huff, and a few hours later, she'll return and make a bunch of promises she doesn't intend to keep. (And Dad will pretend to believe her, and he'll never throw her out because he knows Mum won't take her and he won't have one of his children homeless.)
John's greatest fear is that he'll be stuck listening to this for the rest of his life.