He was freezing. The kind of cold that stays for half the year in Michigan. A shiver in the spine of his daughter, she remembers nothing but the relief of escaping him right after graduation. A bite on the cheeks of an unprepared teenager, as he enters the most undesirable regret. Wishing he could freeze time before he created another soul within someone who he did not love. No amount of shakes can get him out of it, no amount of shakes can make him warm. Freezing like the right side of his wallet, he gives her his love in the form of cash. Still unsure of how to be a dad, he avoids her innocence behind the cold metal of a two factory doors. She is 18 now, he is freezing.