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Once we were both in the room, my father locked the door behind him.

I went straight to sit on the bed. He didn't say a thing but went to the bathroom to change into his sleeping pants and a T-shirt.

On his way out, he came over and joined me.

"Son?" he said in a low voice.

"Yes, dad?"

"Never repeat what you saw this night to uncle Kenneth or to anyone else okay?"

I nodded.

"I think aunt Christina wasn't in her proper senses this night. But I promise that if she tries that again, I'll tell uncle Ken myself." he added.

"Okay, daddy."

"I don't want...