When Mama got home, she was still pissed.

I could tell because she didn't ask either of us if we had finished our homework. She began dinner of Rice-A-Roni with hamburger meat and mushy canned green peas. I wished that we were talking so that I could have explained that frozen green peas were the way to go, but there were more important barriers to cross than inedible food.

Bill didn't complain while we ate, but I could only guess that he was "taking another one for ...