A man has a pacifier around his neck. He always wears it no matter where he goes. To the store, work, even out to dinner with his wife. People always wonder why he has it. They talk bad about him saying it's weird and childish. One day, a friend of his goes over to his house to find out why he has it. When he walks in, he sees a family portrait. He sees the man and his wife, but also, an infant. A small baby boy. When asked about the boy, the man says, "that was my son. He lived to be 5 months old. When I was driving one day, I crashed the car, killing him. The last thing I did with him was go to the store to buy him a pacifier. And I never gave it to him." The man asks the friend to leave, and a day later puts a for sale sign on his yard.
