His face betrays no emotion, but I can tell from the way he lets his head fall onto the seat back that he is tired. When he came home like this, we just left him alone because it was unclear what might make him snap. It could be dirty dishes or the music playing a little too loud, or a dating app on his son’s smart-phone that set the world on fire. His blowups did not happen often, but when they did, the consequences were severe and lasting.
