“One day my little daughter told me, ‘Mom, every time Grandpa gives me a bath, he asks me to play a game. I have to close my eyes, and while they’re closed, he does something…’

My daughter, Emily, was six years old when she first said the sentence that kept me awake almost the entire night.

That afternoon, we were in the kitchen. I was making dinner while she sat at the table drawing.Get Writing Tools

Then, without even looking up, she said,

“Mom, did you know Grandpa and I have a game?”

I smiled.

My father, George, was seventy-six years old, and he and Emily were almost inseparable.

He picked her up from school, read her stories, and taught her how to plant flowers in the garden.

“What kind of game?” I asked.Try New Games