Hearing the door shut behind me, I turn to see you looking at me. Hearing your words, I smile a little, missing the menace at first "I've missed you Dad..." Watching you walk toward me, I shrug "Yeah...I like the house...it's nice..."
Looking around the room in puzzlement, your words don't register for a second "My bedroom? But...I thought the room you sent the pictures of was going to be mine..." Seeing the look on you face and hearing your tone, my eyes dart back to you uncertainly.
Edging away slowly, I shake my head not understanding really. Seeing you indicating toward the costumes and toys as you tell me that I have to look good for you, I bite my lip "Dad...y...you're scaring me..." Backing up several more inches, I look around uncertainly "What's going on? Is this some sort of...joke?"
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