My brother slapped his leg and guffawed
My little brother sat quietly at the dinner table while my mom and dad talked about dad’s job. He was always telling us funny stories about what happened while he was at work. My little brother was only six-years-old, and he would laugh at dad, even though he didn’t know what they were talking about. Later that evening, I was studying, and he came into my room. He asked what HVAC was? I told him it was heating, ventilation, and air conditioning. He knew dad always worked on furnaces and air conditioning units. We had a furnace and an air conditioner, and he helped dad when he did the service on the furnace and air conditioning unit. I laughed when he asked what was so funny about playing with dirty furnaces and air conditioning units. I told him he enjoyed playing with them. He simply said yeah, but he added that was because he was helping dad. I supposed my little brother would never be an HVAC technician, but he would always be devoted to dad. The following evening, dad was telling an anecdote about his HVAC job while eating dinner. Mom was laughing, and I was grinning. My brother slapped his leg and guffawed. He said he had never heard a funnier story in all his life. My dad stared at him and realized he didn’t know what he was talking about. I didn’t explain to him about ventilation, and dad was talking about how a three-year-old had tried to hide his broken GI Joe by putting it in the air vent.