Eli king

I stared at my father as he stared right back at me. I didn't move, nor did he. Not even an inch. Mom always says I am a younger version of Dad, but I doubt it. Sure, I love my dad, but sometimes he becomes a pain in the ass, just like right now with that smug look. I hate that look. He does it when he knows something is up. Mom noticed it too and stared between us, hoping to get some clarity since I and Dad are good at silent conversation. I guess it's the only thing I like about Dad. Other than this he is a brat most of the time.