Daddy’s Little Girl (Chapter 5)

As she got out of the car, she stood in front of him with a wide smile. “What’s the matter, daddy?” she asked, knowing the answer already. She smiled, realizing that she had the upper hand again.

“Uh…uh…nothing,” he struggled to say.

Melinda turned and walked toward the house, still smiling.

It took a few seconds for Eric to realize that he was standing on the sidewalk alone. He hurried up the walk and followed his daughter into the house.

“Dad, get me a glass of wine and bring it to the living room for me please,” Melinda said, turning to go into the living room.

Eric rushed to get the wine, shaking so bad that he nearly broke the glass. He tried to steady his hands as he walked back to the living room. He saw his daughter sitting on the sofa waiting for him. When he handed her the glass, his hand was trembling so much that the wine almost spilled over the top. He didn’t notice that his daughter’s hand was shaking as well.

Melinda took a large drink of wine and patted the seat next to her.