What happens when your wife considers hiring two 19-year-old twins to babysit your son?
“What are you doing?!” I ask angrily.
“What’s wrong, Daddy? She’s not hot enough for you?” the other daughter, Massy, asks. Then, Massy puts her arms around my waist just the same way that Kassy did.
“What about me? Am I hot enough for you, Daddy?” she asks.
“No, Daddy, pick me. I’m the hotter one, aren’t I, Daddy?” Kassy asks.
“Please, girls, get off of me,” I say, resisting. I want them, of course, but I’m trying like hell to hold onto my failing marriage, and this isn’t going to help at all.
“Joshua?” Pam asks, appearing suddenly in the doorway.