A drabble of exactly 100 words.
“What’s that honey?”
“It’s Daddy’s Playboy from March 1965. The issue when I learned I was attracted to women… and when you spanked me for stealing and sneaking into your bedroom.”
“I remember now. You were one unhappy young lady for the next month.”
“I never could decide which was worse; your hairbrush or his belt.”
“Are you ready to get your wife?”
“In a minute. I want to add the magazine.”
Mother and daughter closed the door leaving behind a Purple Heart, a Silver Star, the Playboy and a beloved father and husband in his satin lined oak coffin.