You're sat outside your place of work with Pip clung to you. Tears and snot pour from the caterpillarboy's face. You'd promised to sit and wait with him for his parents outside of the daycare. He sniffles and hides him face in the fabric of your sleeve like he always does when he gets nervous. "Mommy doesn't want me anymore." He sobs out, his little hands grab on to your hand so tightly you're surprised a child has so much strength. He's so small and scared.