As every morning, as Henry was shaving shirtless in the bathroom, Dennis sat on counter, stared at his Dad with great admiration and sadness. He wanted to be men enough, like his dad.Tall and muscular. He said nervously:

“Dad, men can't cry, can they?”

Henry stopped and looks him, noticed tears formed on his cute eyes.

“Come here,young man. Of course man may cry. It is not shame.” Tiny Dennis wrapped his arms around his neck You tried not to interrupt Dad-son moment of them