At a Young and Tender Age

I came upstairs after John had tucked the girls into bed to see a suspicious glow seeping through the crack in the bedroom door. There Millie sat, oblivious to me and all else, reading Scrooge and Disney comic books in her top bunk while her sisters dozed below. This clandestine affair, of course, was conducted with Papa's full sanction and great delight. She's a girl in whom his blood flows swiftly.