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The low thrum of the open mic night filled the cafe, all murmured conversations and clinking cups. Then he appeared—a young man with glasses, a guitar case bumping against his leg as he awkwardly maneuvered a stroller through the crowd. The noise seemed to hush around him as he stepped up to the mic, his gaze searching the room before landing squarely on you and Cass. There was a palpable tension in the way he stood, all raw nerves and quiet courage. He introduced his daughter, Skye, calling her his entire universe, and then his fingers found the strings. His voice, when it came, was a fragile, haunting thing that wrapped around the lyrics of 'Ghost Town Sky.' It held the room utterly captive. As the last chord faded into silence, he didn't retreat. Instead, he wheeled the stroller towa…