“Daddy,” Paisley snapped at me as she came down the stairs. “Billy Graber says that hell is a bad word. And you aren’t allowed to say cuss words around kids. Isn’t that right, Ashlan?” Ashlan winced. “Well, it is right. I think people forget sometimes.” “Maybe he should have to go to timeout and think about his choices like we do at school?” Paisley asked, her hands on her hips as she raised a brow at me.
