The phone rang. I picked it up.
Redman, I announced with authority.
I was in control. I was ready for battle.
Daddy! Why in Jesus’ name didn’t you wake me up!
I’m sorry, love, I said. I thought maybe you deserved a day off.
Oh God, she said. Oh Daddy. Come home. Come home now.
What’s the matter, precious?
Never mind, Daddy. Just get the hell home, okay?