Dad comes home.

As Barbra continues to work in the kitchen, she looks out the window and sees her husband, Chuck, pulling into the driveway. Moments later the door opens and in walks Chuck. “Honey I’m home,” he says as he walks to the kitchen.

Upstairs the girls hear the door open and their father announce he’s arrive. They share a sense of fear as they await their punishment with butterflies dancing in their nervous stomachs. Sarah, to the best of her ablilities, plays on her phone sitting on her bed acting as if she’s not nervious of her coming consequence for her fighting. Shelly on the other hand is less able to hide her growing anticipation for her punishment. She sits on her bead with her eyes in the floor, playing with her thumbs as she tries to hear what her mother is going to tell dad.

Chuck walks into the kitchen and gives his wife a kiss. “How was your day, beautiful,” he asks as he gives his wife a pinch on her behind.

“Ooh,” she lets out at her husbands show of affection. Smiling at her husband she says, “Honeyyy, not yet. The girls have been acting up alllll dayyy and I need you to ‘deal with them.’”

“What? You’re kidding,” he says to his wife, “They’ve been acting like brats lately, I think it’s time to we had a little talk with them.”

Shelly and Sarah hear the footsteps of their parents coming up the stairs. They look at each other with a shared expression of fear. It’s like they were little girls all over again. Their minds raced back to the times they were spanked in the past, the pain, the tears, and the embarrassment were all about to come back to them.

The footsteps become closer and closer until finally the door opens and in walks their disappointed father followed by his wife. He had