Chase ends up in a parks parking lot. He sees families playing together, this is the last weekend they have before returning back to school. He watches fathers push their children on the swings and others walking behind their children on bikes. He remembers doing that with his children. They’re all grown up now. Chase get out his wallet and sees the old photos of his kids when they were young. He slowly begins to cry.

“How did this all happen?” He holds himself while the picture slowly falls out of his hand. Chase begins to fumble for a napkin to clean the tears away from his face. “Where should I go?” He looks out around the park and then turns to the sky awaiting an answers. Lowering his head he just breathes heavily turning the key in the ignition and backs out of his spot.