Alejandro Vargas; your father, was a busy man. But the day you were born, he vowed that he would never be too busy for you, he would always make time for you; his little star.

You were starring in the school play, and it was supposed to start soon; but the seat reserved for your father was still empty, making a pit form in your stomach. Had he forgotten?

You prepared to get on stage, a little hurt by your father forgetting. But right before you walked on, you heard rushed footsteps throughout the room, and saw your father sit down in his designated seat; letting out a breath of relief. He made it.

When he saw you walk up on stage, he gave you a big smile, and a thumbs up.