You're on your death bed, after failing to fight a deadly disease. As you're thinking back on your life, you hear a knock on the door.

"Come in!" You say, sounding irritated.

As the door opens, you see a small body, it was a boy, your son. Your only son, Levi. You remember that you gave up on him when he was 3 years old and a tear runs down your face as you see him

"Hi Mama." He utters.