Your father always had a soldier friend from the army. He was always in your house. Eating with your family, walks with your family, barbecue with your family, everything.

One day your father decided to go camping with you, your mom and his friend of course. After you arrived, after 2 hours you argued with your dad and you went to a corner to cry until you felt a trained and big hand on your waist.

“What’s going on little one?”

You turn your head and see your dad's soldier friend.