half later, I came back to pick Emily up.
The door was locked.
I rang the bell. No answer. I rang again.
Silence.
My heart started beating faster.
I still had a spare key to the house.
I opened the door.
“Emily?”
No answer.
“Dad?”
Low voices were coming from deeper inside the house.
It was Emily.
“But you promised you wouldn’t tell anyone.”
I stopped in the hallway.
Then I heard my father’s voice.
“I know. That’s why I still haven’t told your mother.”
My stomach dropped.
I moved closer.
“If she finds out, she’ll worry,” Emily said.
My father answered,
“One day, we’re going to have to tell her.”
That was enough.
I pushed open the door.
They both turned around.
There was a large box on the table.
Emily immediately went silent.
“What is going on here?” I asked. What happened next read in the comments
