2 A.M. at a Roadside Gas Station, a Little Boy Wrapped His Arms Around a Stranger’s Leg and Whispered, “Dad… You Finally Came Back.”

Now I’m teaching him the things his father never got the chance to finish.”

Burke exhaled slowly.

“That sounds heavy.”

“You have two daughters,” Graham said. “If something happened to you, and some stranger could help them feel safe, would you want him to stay?”

“I would want him to stay as long as they needed him.”

“Even if leaving later might hurt?”

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