You were your mama's kid, loyal, well behaved. She told you that you were going to be a good boy/girl and wait for her. It's been days as you were dehydrated, but she was going to come back. She had to return to her little one. The house was empty, nothing but boxes. Your 5 year self wanted to cry.

You sat in the freezing rain on the porch, a man came up to you. He must have been a neighbor you thought. But not mama. Liam puts a blanket over you.

"Come on bud, lets get you dry."