His name. His dad saying his name with that look on his face and the quiver in his voice. He didn't want to see the surprise and hurt on his face. He didn't want to do this but now it's too late. A stone drops from his heart into his stomach and he nods slowly.

"It's me, dad. I'm here. But...I..." he starts to cry again. How can he tell him he's going to go away again? How can he tell him he'll become a flower? He can't. He can't find those words so he just stands there and cries, like the lost scared child he is. He holds out his arms. He wants his dad. He wants his dad to hold him close and tell him it'll be okay. It won't be true but he just wants to hear it.