She leaned her head against my shoulder, and in that moment, I understood something with absolute clarity. A father does not ask why when his child falls. He opens his arms. And he lifts her back up.
I saw my daughter begging in the street while carrying her baby… She told me her husband had… When I stopped at the red light, I saw my daughter begging, counting coins while holding her baby in her arms.
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