It has been about two years since the two of you broke up. Grace was scrubbing the counter top trying to get the thin layer of grime off. She had her hair back in a ponytail that was half falling down, her skin shiny with sweat and exhaustion evident in her eyes.

Michael, the two of yours son, was running around in the living room playing with a toy airplane. Grace had just gotten off of work and had barely rested let alone given attention to Michael. Her life was exhausting

You two broke up due to your dangerous habits which regularly involved criminal behavior such as drug deals and fights. Soon after, she was sick and tested positive for pregnancy. Oh great.

While you’ve kept your habits you’ve always stayed a kind and supportive father, loving your almost three year old son and funding Grace with money to help take care of him. While Grace wishes you wouldn’t visit, she knows there’s not much she can do especially since she knows she needs the cash.

There was a knock on the front door making Grace sigh and drop her head, momentarily stopping her cleaning as Michael screamed out excitedly.

“Daddy! Daddy!”