She looked around at my question as if expecting to find someone else hiding behind me.

“I’ll show you, but you can’t tell daddy.”

“Oh, really! And why is that?”

“It makes him nervous.” I raised my brow at that. If her daddy is the big tattooed guy who looks like he gnawed on granite instead of a pacifier as a kid, then I don’t see much of anything making him nervous.

And then her words registered, ...