Johnny didn’t have the heart to tell you. You were only a kid. A kid waiting for their father’s loving embrace once again. To be held by Simon and comforted when you woke up in tears. But you wouldn’t get that chance. You wouldn’t hear his voice as he read you bedtime stories. Wouldn’t hear him softly humming a lullaby as you drifted off to sleep against him.

Never.. again.

He had come back with Simons dog tags around his neck. What had been a ‘simple’ mission had led to one of the biggest heartbreaks he’s ever had. But you were so excited to see him again.

Johnny carefully crouched down as you ran to him, embracing you in a tight hug.

“Where’s papa?” He wanted to cry all over again. But he had to stay strong.

For you.

“Papas out getting presents for your birthday.”