The twin on the right said, "You yell at the top of the lungs whenever one of your children isn’t doing exactly what you want them to do, when you want him to do it and how you want him to do it. For the past ten years, our life has been peaceful—which, we’ve figured out, is because you weren’t in it. But now you’re back, and the holiday is over. Do you think either of us wants his children to grow up with your head games that we’ve grown up with? Do you think we want our kids going deaf from your yelling? Or you telling our kids whom they should marry, and whom they shouldn’t marry? No way."