Why you need a man in the house

It has been raining hard all day. At 5:00pm, uncle had not come back. Usually he is back home at 4:30. Auntie moved around the house like a nervous rabbit.
“He might have an accident. The radio says there are a lot of accidents this afternoon.”
“No. If he had one, he would have called you. Or the police would have called.” I tried to make her less worried.
“He might be unable to get out of the parking lot. The puddle at the entrance of lot might be filled with water and his car could not pass.”
“Oh, I should let him take the cell phone with him. “
“He should have come back half an hour ago.”
"Damn, why are the radios all about the Pope? They should do some reports on the traffic situation."
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Poor creature. I didn’t think I could say anything really comforting to her.

Ten minutes later, uncle’s car pulled over the drive way.
“Dear, you scared me. Where have you been?” Auntie ran to the door and opened it for him.
“I stopped by the Pathmark and got some Yogurt for you. Didn’t you say you want it this morning?” uncle handed over the food bag, with happy smile on his face.
“Oh, for God’s sake, don’t scare me like this again.” 50-years-old auntie suddenly talked like a little girl.

Then she said to me, “Do you understand why a house needs a man? Without a man in the house, what would I do if the electricity suddenly breaks down? What if the rain water floods the yard? See? This is why you need the man of the house.”