"You smell like musk daddy." As she sniffs through her father's hair. "Your mommy used to say I smell like smoke." He chuckled. The four-year-old's eyes started to tear up. "You always talk about her.All my friends in school showed me their mommies, I wanna see mine." Fatty tears rolled down her cheeks as he wiped it with his giant hands and pulled the tiny figure into his warm embrace controlling his verge of crying. "Soon baby.Soon."