“I was abandoned, Poppy. I know what that feels like. I know what it feels like to wish one person cared about you. Just one.” He holds up a finger. “Well, how lucky could this kid be to say he has three, right? I mean that’s…that’s a really lucky kid. And I could be part of that for someone. I could make someone feel wanted. I’ll figure out the other stuff like feeding it and holding it. But the wanting it? I know I can do that,” he says with a firm nod, tears in his eyes.
