The war at home.
Before she could even process the fact that her bedroom had been given to her brother Ruth was right there, bringing her opinionated self into the conversation.
"Phoebe, don't be angry with aunt. It's not as if you are still living here anyway. Isn't it better for Nick to have the bedroom?"
"Oh shut up Ruth, for once in your life shut your big mouth and stay out of my family business." Phoebe exploded.
She couldn't hold her anger in anymore. It seemed like she was being taken for granted and used as a punching bag by everyone. At that very moment, her brother stood up, walked in their direction and stopped at the door. Then, he banged it shut as if their noise was interfering with an important task he was doing.
Phoebe moved her tongue up then to the side as she laughed. It seemed like this was all the thanks she was going to get for buying her family a nice house. Her mother's harping in defense of Ruth did not make things any better.