Party Crasher

The day started out like any other. I was working in the garage, the kids were playing in the yard, and my wife was in the house working on her business. It was summer and everything seemed alright. For a time. That feeling ended when we called the kids in for lunch and only four of the five showed up. Naturally, the boys were all there because food was present, but our youngest and odd one out (she’s a girl) was not. She was four and knew no fear, most likely because she had all older brothers who also knew no fear and showed her likewise.