 And he and I got into an argument one night, and I don't remember the topic, but I was yelling at him and screaming at him and said hateful things to him, and he said hateful things to me. I mean yelling and screaming. In the middle of the whole thing, he walked out of his room, which is where we were, walked across the living room, went out the front door and slammed it. And when he did, I started crying.