Got time for your old man?

A few years back, he would have laughed, and then smacked whatever idiot told him he would one day love so easily. That there would be so much to fill his heart. His own children had equal spaces inside his soul. Venom was the first child he had laid eyes on and loved with all his might, back when he expected no such gifts of his own. Always, she would have a special place inside him. The memory of her jelly-bean form would follow him to the end of his days.

He held tightly to the girl, who was only marginally smaller now then he was. He held her long after she had finished crying, giving her all the time she needed. “So what are you doing with your life now? You are your mothers heir, but I feel your in limbo” She was a girl who needed to be active, or the pains of her life would catch up to her.