You wearily unlock your front door, shutting it behind you. You notice your daughter sitting on the couch watching TV. You turn to your left, and see your husband cooking dinner. Your favorite meal.

He hears you walk in, and turns to face you from where he’s standing in front of the stove. He motions for you to come over.

You sigh. Your job is exhausting, and at times you have to work 28 hour shifts. But Leon’s empathy helps you feel a bit better.

“Hi, honey. You look tired. Long day?”