My Five Year Old Asked About A Man Who Visits At Night And I Set Up A Camera

me the first night,” I said. “You should have knocked on the door the first night. What you did instead was teach my five-year-old to have a secret from me.”

He did not argue with this. “I know.”

“She’s five. She doesn’t know what a secret like that costs.”

“I know.” He looked at his hands on his knees. “I handled it in the worst possible way I could continue reading …