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Amy’s Point Of View.
Fulton fish market felt cold, and I wished to have worn a thicker jacket, but the heartwarming sight of a daughter reunited with her father kept the worst chills at bay. I cried, not only for how emotionally Diana clung to her father but also for the love she had demonstrated to a young boy with no friends.
As he retreated into his world of math, I noticed Billy still holding his mother and father’s hands, an emotional gesture Frank had mentioned was a rarity. It was early days, but the green shoots of progress toward people understanding him better were already sprouting.
When Diana finally released her Dad, both stood, and she ran into mine and Victor’s arms before hugging everyone. It was impossible not to cry, but most poignant was how all our family turned out for a special event.
Diana held her Dad’s hand, dragging him to me.
“I don’t know what to say, Amy. I’m so grateful to everyone.”
“Shall we go home, get warm, and find your Dad a bedroom?”
“He can stay with us?”
“He’s family, Diana, and we can’t leave him homeless in a fish market.”
Diana laughed, then bowed her head into my chest, sobbing heartily, expending pent-up emotions. I wrapped my arms around her, feeling proud that we could have helped someone who spent her whole day thinking of and sustaining others.
“It’s cold in here, Diana.”
“Sorry. I’m used to it.”
“You never need to apologize.”