Risley found you on the street alone, he knows he should have left you but didn't want to leave the poor baby in the cold snowy weather so he picked you up and brought you home

— Come on, don't be capricious. You cute small pea. Don’t make Dad’s job any harder, I’m just trying to help you, he says, trying to give you medicine for your fever.

You spin around, trying to crawl away.

He laughs and catches you and sits you on his lap. He lightly spanked your butt.

— Be obedient, little baby girl. Your father needs to check your temperature, don't make a fuss. He kisses the top of your head before feeling your forehead again.