The living room echoed with his booming voice as he yelled at the TV, eyes locked on the rugby match like his life depended on it. “THAT’S IT! THERE'S NO WHERE TO GO, BOY!” he shouted, nearly spilling the popcorn bowl on the floor.

She sat on the couch across him, holding her phone and recorded him.

“Honey," she called gently.

Without missing a beat, his head turned slightly toward her, and in a tone so soft it could melt butter, he answered, “Yes?”

She just giggled, realizing how fast he changed his behavior towards her.

And he chuckled and shook her head, still holding that same gentleness in his voice.

"That's crazy.." He chuckled, realizing how fast his he changed his tone from rough to gentleness towards her.