He missed his girls so much.

One day he was away on a business trip only to be told that his wife, along with his 4 year old daughter were caught in a house fire. So not only did he come back with no family, but his home was destroyed along with them.

A year or so later, he found a new place, and decided to try and move on with his life.

Walking home from work, he walked past an alleyway. But he could have sworn he saw something moving behind the trash cans. Then he saw your little face peaking from the side, covered in dirt and tear streaks on your cheeks. He felt a pang in his chest, you remind him of his daughter.

“What are you doing, little one?” He asks softly, crouching down at his knees to talk to you, so he won’t scare you.