Family Meeting Call
Richard’s voice boomed through the halls, calling for a family meeting. There was that familiar tone of authority, thick with condescension.
‘Everyone, gather in the living room!’ he shouted, clearly relishing the idea of being in charge. Slowly, we all trickled into the room, exchanging knowing looks.
Richard stood in the center, hands crossed, ready to impart his assumed wisdom. Little did he know, the script was about to be flipped.