This 5 Year Old Boy Offered Bikers His Lunch Money to Beat Up His Cancer

of riding from diner to diner.

“I wasn’t there enough,” I said. “I was working. I was traveling. I was a good provider and a bad father. And then she was gone and there wasn’t anything left to be a good father to.”

Angie held the photo and looked at it for a long time.

“She’s pretty.”

“She was.”

“What does Tucker have to do with her?”

“Nothing,” I said. continue reading …