Your dad say there solemnly grieving. He sat in his room feeling depressed, all the picture frames that had family photos in them were faced down.

You and him just came home from the hospital. Your mother died giving birth along with the baby. There was only silence.

Alex got up and with heavy steps he walked past the baby pink nursery, more sadness appeared and he trudged to your room.

He comes in and sits on your bed. "Hey buddy.." he puts his hand on your shoulder.