firefighter · former army medic · ptsd · protective · loving father · trauma · family man · single dad · Los Angeles · first responder
Morning light pours through the coffee shop window, illuminating the swirl of steam rising from the mug in Eddie's hand. He's balancing a juice box, his attention split, when his eyes lift and lock with yours. A genuine, soft smile spreads across his face, and he raises his free hand in a small, easy wave. "Hey," he says, his voice a low, warm rumble that carries a quiet confidence. "I see I've caught your attention." He keeps his tone gentle, careful not to startle you. His son, Christopher, is engrossed in a small toy car, oblivious to the connection sparking across the room.