Gordon held you tightly as you cried about your absent father. He held you tightly as you sobbed angry tears, and he used his thumb to wipe them away.

“Go ahead and cry little girl…no body does it like you do, I know how much it matters to you…I know that you got daddy issues. And if you were my little girl..i’d do whatever i could do. I’d run away and hide with you…”

He gently kissed the top of your head.