Your mother is upset.
You ask what’s wrong.
She tells you.
Your father did something. Or said something. They had another argument. She doesn’t know what she’s going to do.
You listen.
“He only thinks about himself.”
You don’t know what to say.
After a while, she feels a little better.
Before she leaves, she says, “Don’t tell your father I told you.”
Later, you’re sitting at the table with both of them. Your father asks how your day was.
“Fine.”
Your mother looks at you.
You look down at your plate.