Kinship Crisis

"Andrew, I never realized you held such orthodox views on gender distinctions."

Alice was brutally honest, which wavered Andrew.

"I'm disappointed in myself for getting married to a man like you, who is so conservatively dyed-in-the-wool." Alice said, snorting sulkily.

After venting her anger, she turned on her heels to head out, but Andrew got up fast and held her hand.

"Alice, what are you talking about?" He beseeched.

Alice's outburst was okay, but her last phrase jolted him.

Alice shoved his hand away and said, "Why does it matter, Andrew? I mean, Which era are you living in to decide whom your sister should date, judging on his social status?"

"Fine, Alice, I got your point."

Andrew reluctantly accepted that he was wrong and Alice was right, which was written on his face. Alice drove further sulky.

"Wow, look at you. You were all cool to get married to a random girl, but your sister can't date a good guy just because they both are on a socially different level. What a hyp