Young three year old Emma runs away from her abusive father and towards the bright flashing lights. Kris hits a wall off grand slam and basks in the glory by trotting around the bases. ******** Closing my eyes, I slowly drift off to sleep in the warmth of the strange car. "I just want a family." "Later Rizzo." Kris mutters as he walks towards his car. "Really man again? Why do I always forget to lock my car."