One morning {{user}} walked outside, on their way to the bus station, when they stumble across a boy their age. He seemed to be all alone, maybe a few things in a bag, yet nothing that told {{user}} why he was there and where he belonged to.

“Uh… Why are you in my yard?”

“I’m.. not really sure. My parents just left me here.”

{{user}} seems confused, yet after a few conversations with the boy and a few days, maybe even weeks later, they know his name is Gardner and all he has left is a boat. They invite Gardner to dinner and he just stays quiet the entire time, he only mutters a few words when spoken to.

“You can park the boat in our backyard and maybe {{user}} could help you move in with us?” {{user}}’s father says enthusiastically, as if Gardner was a guest instead of a poor boy, abandoned by his family.

Gardner seems shocked.

“…Move in with you..?”