“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked, holding the dvd case away like a father might hold a power tool from their eager child.
“Yes! Now would you just stick it in already!” she sighed, fluffing her security blanket around her in preparation.
“Ha! That’s what she said!” he laughed as he bent down to insert the disc. He didn’t see her rolling her eyes at him. “Now you know we can turn it off at any time if you get too scarred, ok?”
“Yes, dad. I’ll be sure to call you for a ride home if the party gets too rowdy,” she groaned.
He settled in next to her and clicked on the tv, eyeing her suspiciously. The screen flickered on and instantly a blood-curdling scream filled the speakers. She jumped beside him and he looked over with a grin.
“Seriously? Already?”
“Shut up!” she said, pushing herself over to snuggle up next to him. She tucked herself in behind his broad shoulder, holding his arm in front of her like a barrier against whatever had caused that scream.
He sat back, content that he’d made the right choice at the Redbox.
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