Riza and I were walking home one night after work. Riza had been worried that I had been overworking myself and insisted on making sure I went straight home. When we reached my home, however, there was something on the ground in front of the door.

"What's this?" I asked bending down to the pile of blankets. I pulled some away and was shocked to see a sleeping baby amidst the pile. "It's… a baby…"

"Let me see," Riza said walking over to me. "You're right! Who would leave a newborn out here in the cold like this?"

"Why would they leave this child here? I wouldn't be able to care for a kid…" I said picking up the baby. I turned to Riza and held the baby out to her. "You take it."

"What? Me?! I can't take care of a kid either, Roy!" Riza exclaimed.

"Then what should we do with it?" I asked.

We thought for a minute before Riza got an idea. "I believe I know someone who could take care of the child."

We brought the child to Maes Hughes' home where he and his wife Gracia lived. When Hughes opened the door we quickly explained the situation to him.

"Please Hughes; I don't know what else to do." I pleaded.

He smiled and took the baby into his arms. "Don't worry Roy, I'll take care of her… besides, this will be good practice for me and Gracia for when we want to have kids of our own."

"Thank you Hughes," I said gratefully before Riza and I took our leave.