Meanwhile, Abby’s mother had joined her husband’s side. “Abby, what are you doing here? Why aren’t you in bed?” “Daddy is hiding something from us, Mom. He’s been acting suspicious all week, and I know because I’ve been watching him!” Her mother looked at her with confusion and then at the red-stained sheet.
“Conner, what is this?” Abby’s mother asked, bewildered. Sweat trickled down his forehead as he tried to come up with a good answer. Abby stood confidently next to the object, clutching the sheet firmly in her hands. When her father didn’t respond, she had had enough and pulled the sheet off.
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