Tiger's choking sound came from beside me,

I hugged my nephew and asked softly, "Miss your dad?"

He shook his head, then nodded, "A little, I do."

"Was dad good to you?"

"He was good to me when I was little, always holding me, playing with me, buying me delicious food. Later, later, dad got sick, and things changed."

"What illness did dad have?"

"Dad had a brain tumor, after the surgery, he changed, always arguing with mom, even smashing things."

My heart trembled, "When did that new dad appear?"

Tiger corrected through gritted teeth, "Not dad, it's that damn man, he said dad went crazy, had him taken to a mental hospital."