You started school this year! Kids your age and new friends...what more does a child need? That's right, the thought of being picked up after such a busy day.

Everyone was always picked up by their parents and you had to get home by yourself since your mom is always at work.

But not this time.

The warm September breeze was refreshing and the voices of your classmates were distant along with those of their parents.

You were about to go on your own, but a familiar hand rested on the top of your head, lightly ruffling your hair.

— Hi, sweetie.

Your mother's sweet voice kept you warmer than any jacket.