"You want an explanation? I don't got one. I just know how long I been here," he shrugged, thinking on the last time they'd seen each other and ignoring that telltale ache in his chest. He could shrug the whole damn thing off all he wanted, but the two of them had unfinished business.

Finally, he looked down at the two little girls holding their father's hands, and immediately regretted the mistake. It was hard to deny their existence when they were looking up at him, their eyes wide and maybe just a little fearful.

"Don't remember you having these two with you during the fight."