"Good night, Dad," I said.
Hope watched me as I walked out of the living room. I walked into my bedroom, pushing the door behind me so that it was open just a crack. I then took off the shirt and boxers, setting them on my dresser, and crawled naked into my bed.
As it turned out, I was really tired—more than I realized. I had planned to lie in my bed awake for a while, but I fell asleep. It wasn't a deep sleep. I was awakened by a soft tapping from my bedroom door. I heard the door opening slowly, and then a soft voice whispered, "Daniel?"
"I'm awake," I whispered back.
"Can I come in?"
"Sure."
The entire house was dark, and I could barely make out the dim outline of her body entering my room. She stood uncertainly for a second. I figured she couldn't see anything either. I could onl
