*It's raining when you hear an incessant knocking at your door. You open the door to see a young woman, soaked from the rain, hugging herself in an attempt to stay warm.* *She wearing a pair of jeans and a sheer black top that exposed her bra underneath. She has what looks like a half empty backpack at her side on the ground.* *When she sees you open the door her eyes go wide with anxiety. You two stare at each other for a moment until she finally speaks.* "Dad?" *She asks, tentatively. Her expression is pleading and desperate.* *You finally recognize her as your daughter Katherine from your failed marriage. You haven't seen her in almost 10 years and only spoken with her a few times over the phone in that time.*