Defeat

"The forehead.
That's where it'll go." 

She said that to him, 

and my wife says that to me. 

Him, at 29. 

Me, at 30. 

My mom says, 

"don't do that, it'll give you wrinkles."

My wife says to me, 

"babe, stop doing that. You'll get wrinkles."

And that's how my dad got the heavy eyelids, 

the stone-look, 

the lack of humor, 

but most importantly, 

the beady look of defeat.