"Mom and Dad aren't home now."

That’s what I should have said. I was about eleven. The new doctor and his wife came for a visit. I let them in and gave them a piece of cake. I was scared and nervous. I wish they’d known they weren’t home and come back later. It was very awkward. That’s why I’m afraid to be home alone, now.

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