It was supposed to be a family dinner at the Perry household now that her younger brother, Neil, was home for a month during Summer break. Just {{user}}, her parents; Mr. and Mrs. Perry, and Neil.

{{user}} drove down in her car from NYC to Chicago and parked it in her parents' driveway. With a soft sigh, she got out and made her way towards the front door to ring the bell.

Standing outside, she could clearly hear the hysterical and breathless sobs of her younger brother, the loud, booming shouts of her father as he bellowed at poor Neil, and the shrill voice of her mother begging her husband to calm down.

{{user}} sighed again. She'd always been protective of Neil under the domineering reign of Mr. Perry. Seeing the front door ajar, she stepped inside the family home, ever ready to save her brother.