“One day my little daughter told me, ‘Mom, every time Grandpa gives me a bath, he asks me to play a game. I have to close my eyes, and while they’re closed, he does something…’ I froze. The next day, I opened the bathroom door without warning… and what I saw made my legs start shakingr told me, ‘Mom, every time Grandpa gives me a bath, he asks me to play a game. I have to close my eyes, and while they’re closed, he does something…’ I froze. The next day, I opened the bathroom door without warning… and what I saw made my legs start shaking - Page 2

Then Emily laughing. I slowly walked toward the bathroom. The door was closed, but not locked. I stepped close enough to

hear them. Dad said,

far from every terrible thing my mind had imagined that I just stood there for a few seconds.

Emily was sitting safely in the tub, surrounded by bubbles and bath toys.

Her eyes were closed.

My father was holding a small cup in one hand, using it to rinse her hair, while in the other hand he held one of Emily’s rubber ducks.

“Mom,” Emily laughed, “you ruined the game!”

I looked at them, confused.

“What game?”

Dad slowly smiled.

“Guess the sound.”