We wake up from our nap and find Uncle Ron sleeping and daddy is sleeping in his room too. We grab snacks from the kitchen and then look at each other wondering what to do.
"Ana, do you want to go outside?" I ask her, softly, not wanting Davey to hear anything.
"Are you mad? We should not." She looks horrified. Why am I not surprised?
"Shh! Just over to my place? To see if daddy is okay?" She looks at me like I have asked her to kidnap someone!
"I think we should go. I am bored. And trust me our daddies are not waking up anytime soon!" Davey adds. I grin at him. I wasn't discreet after all.
Fifteen minutes later, we drag a scared and reluctant Ana with us to our other house, after I take the key from the drawer.
"Shh! Come on, Niana! Stop being a wimp! It's like five steps away!" Dav
