After a multi-thousand dollar shopping spree with daddy’s money, 18-year-old Madeline knew she was in trouble. She thought she was just going to get grounded or have her car taken away. She could never have expected the punishment daddy gave her.
I thought it would be harmless. It was just a little shopping, daddy was always fat on cash, so a couple hundred would be nothing.
At least, it wasn't nothing. It was over a couple hundred. It was a couple thousand. Some of the purchases I made weren't even able to be refunded. Perfumes, jewelry, clothes, the whole nine yards.
But I was daddy's girl. Surely he wouldn't mind.
When I arrived back home, it was late. I'd have to say around ten o'clock. I snuck in through the back, feeling guilty at the large bill I rung up at the mall.
Looking around very closely, the coast was clear. Daddy wasn't in the living room, or on the steps waiting for me. Maybe he actually gave me the room an 18-year-old girl like me deserved. Wait, what am I thinking? This is daddy I was talking about.
I was as stealthy as a cat, making sure none of the bags were crinkling around making any noise.
"Okay, here we go." I whispered to myself, tippy toeing up the stairs.
I disappeared into my room and closed the door. I was in! No confrontation or messy arguments. Maybe dad really thought I was more grown up now.
I shuffled my stuff away in the closet and went to bed, today was totally busy.