"Okay, will you guys please be quiet?" Elijah asked his brothers, annoyed by their conversation in the back of their father's car, where the main topic was Dahioh. His brothers fell silent and gave him a dirty look that he could see in the rearview mirror. "It's like they've never seen a girl before. I'm sick of hearing about Dahioh," he said, opening his notebook and feeling his father's gaze on him. He turned to him and asked, "What?"
"What's the matter with you?" his father asked.
"I'm just sick and tired of my brothers talking about Dahioh," Elijah replied. "That's all."
"Jealous?" Sam asked.
Elijah sighed and closed his eyes. "Don't flatter yourself, little brother. I can assure you that Dahioh prefers a different kind of masculine style, and you and Robert are nowhere near it," he said, smiling briefly before stopping abruptly.
