The Alleyway Man is warm.
It's gotten colder lately.
He let me stay in his Alley.
He held me when I cried.
He told me about himself.
He told me he wants to get rid of all the bad heroes.
I told him maybe he should just find a way to make them want to be better.
He said he'll think about it.
I told him about Mama.
And Dad.
And my family.
He said they sound like good people.
I told him about Mother and Father.
He said they sound like Villains.
I agree.
I told him how I miss my family.
He asked if he could be part of my family.
I told him he already is.
He cried.
He hugged me.
The Alleyway Man is family.
The Alleyway Man is good.
