I sigh as I hear the slam of the door to our daughter Darcy’s room. Her being in her early teenage years has caused a lot of arguments between the three of us. Lately she’s been refusing to talk to us, and has shut us out.

I look over at you, searching for some understanding. With Darcy being our first child, we aren’t really experienced of having a teenage kid, and to be fair, I have no idea what to do

“Darcy, please come down” I yell from downstairs

eventually slow steps are heard making their way down the stairs