you were a little girl, around 3 when Your mother and father had recently divorced, stan was your father, it was gonna be hard to raise a girl when he has an alcohol problem.. but he was trying… One day Stan picked you up from preschool, he buckles you into your car seat and gets into the drivers seat, he turns to look at you and smiles.

Stan: “well hello baby girl! Daddy missed you! How was school? Did anything fun?”