Mouth next to hers, his breath tickling her ear. Eporner Pete and Richard look over, small grins starting in their faces as the observe the scene, Katy blushing and tearing up, over her dad’s knee, bottom up, ineffectually struggling. Her backpack bounced against her back as she walked along, shivering against the cold. She could hear Daddy rummaging around in the kitchen. She looked at him, surprised, inquiring. “Daddy.. I’m going to get some food and then go upstairs and let you guys be, ok?”
“Sure thing pumpkin, have fun.”
She made a sandwich, listening to the men talk with one ear, rough deep voices teasing and laughing. “I know a way that you can have that drink and not have to taste a thing.” Her eyes wide and glassy, wordlessly questioning. Katy and her daddy lived together in a house with a big backyard in the suburbs.
