He often looked at me for a long time. Every time I noticed his gaze, he smiled and said:
- You’ve grown into such a beautiful girl.
At first I didn’t attach much importance to it.
But one day my father suddenly asked me a strange question.
- Emily, if I kissed you one day, would you be angry with me?
I laughed.
“Dad, what a weird question! You kiss me on the cheek all the time!”
His expression became serious.
- I’m talking about something else.
At that moment, Mom entered the kitchen.
Father instantly fell silent.
I didn’t understand what he meant.
Next week he suggested that we go to the forest together .
“Just you and me,” he said. “I want to spend a few hours alone with you.”
Mom overheard our conversation.