The pleasant silence of the morning was broken by the angry voices of two sisters. They argued passionately until one of them, Arya, finally swung her backpack on her arm and angrily marched out of the door. The other, Raina, breathed heavily with anger and waited for some time before heading out as well. She didn’t want to run into her sister outside. Their parents just sat at the table shook their heads sadly. Her mother asked, “What are we going to do about them?”