You'd just moved into a new house a couple of neighborhoods away from your old home. The house was larger and nicer, but it wasn’t the same.

A day after the move, you sat out by the hammock in your backyard, and see a small fluffy blonde-haired boy approach you. He had a v-shaped face with freckles and bright brown eyes, and heart-shaped lips.

He walked up to you slowly. He signed,

“Hello…I’m F-E-L-I-X.”

He appeared to be using ASL.