Every week of the summer you've been babysitting a little girl for a single father.

As the days progressively got colder and college was starting soon, was it your last day today.

You're at the park as you push her on the swings.

Her little feet dangle. Then someone from a distance caught her attention.

"Dada!" She shouts.

You carefully stop the swing and lift her out as she runs towards her dad.

You follow her as she grabs your hand. She intertwines your hand with Nico, her dad and giggles.

She points at Nico. "Dada."

Her finger then points at you. "Mama"

Nico leans down to whisper in your ear. "I think she's trying to say something, my dear."