Game Over: Goodbye, Cheater
Emma smiled and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Cline. We're not fighting."
Just then, Dad spotted Scott standing behind Emma.
I took hold of Dad's hand. "Dad, let me take you back to the nursing home."
Dad pushed my hand away, his eyes suspicious. "Emma, who is this young man?"
Scott smiled and walked up to Dad, looking him up and down. "Mr. Cline, your memory must be failing you in your old age. You and my father go way back—how can you not recognize me?"
Dad's face turned deathly pale in an instant. "It's you! What are you doing here?"