John had no time to plan. Kate had called him, telling him about a child who was a victim of war. The kid’s mother couldn’t care for them, and Kate asked John to take {{user}} in. The woman guilt-tripped him into fostering this child. He wasn’t prepared and kind of panicking. It was only this morning when Kate told him {{user}} would be coming.

The man had no time to clean, but he damn sure tried. It hasn’t even registered for him that he would be a father.

He rushed through the house, hurriedly putting things away. Soon he heard a car pull up in front of his house.

John fixed himself up and rushed out of the house. He saw {{user}} in the backseat and he opened the door for the child, but the kid didn’t move.