The Night I Called Out for My Father

My father was out of town. My sister, three years older and myself were staying at our home alone. This happened almost 35 years ago and I've never told anyone, until now. He had followed me home from the park and was asking where's Wendy in response to me calling out for her. It turns out that he must have left. Not burglary or anything else. He was looking to, do God knows what to me?I think the only reason he left was because he had no idea where my sister actually was. I thought she was in the house and it was an added complication, possibly getting him caught.