My father wasn't around and I only found out why
When I was a kid I always would wonder where my daddy was. I heard stories about how loving and caring he was, but never knew for certain. I missed him so much and eventually asked where he was, mummy told me "In prison for fingering you".
Those who die innocent deaths never really die. They are everywhere; we just don't see them in quite the same way. And the culmination of what they were and what their death meant is as prevalent and tangible as the warmth in your soul and the sorrow in your heart.
Imran (story excerpt)