I woke up at 2 a.m. to get a glass of water. The television was on, and in my drowsy state, I heard my daughter’s voice say, “Daddy, can you get me a blanket?” Without much thought, I tossed one on the couch and went back to bed. A few minutes later, it hit me—our daughter was at a sleepover, and the voice hadn’t come from her. It had come from the TV. My wife reminded me she must’ve left it on. Maybe I was just overtired… but the moment still sends a chill through me.
