[TheKinkyDisnerd]

Isaac shook his head.
“Well, no, you’re not. But even if I hadn’t taken a liking to you, I’d be a jerk to just throw you back out onto the street without even trying to find you somewhere to stay.”
The man was already making plans. He could have the spare bedroom meant for guests, and there was a bag of old clothes in the garage he could wear…after getting them laundered, of course.
He patted the child’s back.
“And if you ever feel sad, or in some other way upset about your mom, and you wanna talk, or cry, or just sit and have a cuddle, then come find me, ‘Kay?”