Six Years as a Stranger

Synopsis

My colleague pushed me out of a burning car. He died. His wife was nine months pregnant. I quit my job and became a full-time stay-at-home dad for six years. I cooked, cleaned, and took the child to and from kindergarten. She didn't want to have a child with me, and I said okay. For six years, we never once had a fight. Until, at the police station, six-year-old Felix pointed at me and said, "Officer, I don't know this man. He wants to kidnap me." I looked at him. Then suddenly, I laughed. The debt of six years had finally been repaid. Tell me, after I turned around and walked out of that police station, who do you think panicked first?