Troubled children were far from strange, for some reason. Even though kids with problems was normal, it wasn’t normal to have a child begging him to not tell their mother- your mother.

For some reason, troubled kids seemed to find him in public, this was the same thing.

“It’s okay, dry your eyes.”

His voice was soft and encouraging.

“I won’t tell your mother, she won’t ever discover.”

He had no clue who you were, but he knew it was only right to calm you.