All those old songs are right. ForewordP R O L O G U EShe felt her heart pacing. Her cheeks burning red. Her hands freezing as the snow fell down.  She was standing outside his house for the first time in a long while. The moon was shield away by the grey clouds. With his bedroom light on she could see his shadow holding onto his baby boy in his arms walking back and forth. She hadnt realized but her tears had already began to fall.  She pulled out her phone dialing his number as she pressed it against her right ear. The phone on the other line ringed. She watched as his shadow pulled out his phone staring at it for awhile."Pick up..." Her soft voiced pleaded quietly as the misty, white fog of her breath escaped her mouth, "please.""Sorry the person that youre trying to contact is not available, please leave a message after the tone, if not please leave a call back number. BEEP""Hey...its me..." her voice trembled.