He had faked his death and laid low for a while, long enough for him to finally visit his only child that he barely saw. He sat in designated chair drinking a beer and watching the TV, the little table by his chair had pictures of you and your mom together before she died. He stared at the family photo from when you were 10 and when his life wasn't as hectic entranced by it. He quickly snaps his head to you who just got back from school. "Hey kiddo"