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Knock. Knock. Knock.
It was Mary.
I jolted to a sitting position and stared at Becky, whose eyes widened. Immediately, she sat up and pulled the sheets over her breasts.
I glanced at the clock. It was three in the afternoon. We hadn’t gotten a lot of sleep the night before.
“Daddy! Open the door. I want to show you something.”
Maybe if we stayed silent, she’d leave.
“Daddy?”
It was quiet, and my shoulders relaxed for a bit—until I heard the jiggle of the doorknob.
Fuck.
“She knows how to unlock the door with a Q-tip,” I said, already getting up and slipping on my boxers.
“Shit,” Becky hissed.
Just when the door opened, Becky rolled off the bed, taking the sheet to wrap up her body, and slipped underneath the bed.
Her clothes.
Shit.They were on the floor.
I jumped off the bed and kicked her clothes under the bed as I walked toward the door.
“Daddy!” Mary held up a pink unicorn in the air. The tips of her horns were covered in glitter. “Look what I got. Uncle Brad took us to Game Arcade. Don’t you love her?” She squeezed the unicorn against her chest so tightly that I swore the stuffing would burst from the seams.
“She’s cute,” I answered.
“Hey, Dad.” Sarah walked in, holding some pens and a journal in her hand.
“Hi. Is that what you won at Game Arcade?” My voice hitched up, as though someone had kicked me in the balls.
“Yeah. I killed it in Skee Ball.” She frowned at me, sensing something was up. “Were you working out or something?”
“N-no,” I stuttered, feeling my throat close up.
She tilted her head. “Oh, ’cause it looks like you’re about to work out.”
Of course it did. I was in boxer shorts and shirtless. “I’m about to take a shower.”
It wasn’t like the girls hadn’t seen me naked before. They were everywhere, playing with toys in my bathroom when I took a shower. Mary would walk in on me, taking a shit, wanting me to read her a book.
This happened to Mason and Brad too. We’d realized long ago that there was no privacy when we were raising girls.
“Where’s Becky?” Sarah asked.
I cricked my neck from side to side, trying to get the kinks out. My stomach tightened at her question because I hardly ever lied to the girls. There’d been no need to … until now.
I swallowed. “She must be in her room or … downstairs … maybe outside.” My voice was pinched, not even sounding like my normal self.
“Yay! I wanna show her my unicorn,” Mary said, hopping like a bunny on Easter morning.
Oh, great.
