My Daughter Said A Man Comes Into Our Room Every Night—So That Night, I Pretended To Be Asleep To Catch Him

the dark, pretending.

Waiting.

Listening.

Until I heard it.

A faint creak in the hallway.

Not loud.

Not sudden.

Just enough to confirm that I wasn’t imagining things anymore.

I got out of bed slowly and walked toward the door.

My wife didn’t move.

That was the first thing that scared me.

She didn’t ask where I was going.

She already knew.