Joshua watched as his shadow descended into the tunnel once more. It became a routine that he was keenly familiar with, however this particular trip had him anxious. The sounds of the commute were louder and the smell of urine was a hint stronger.
He heard the sound of a yawn from below and cocked his head to catch the baby’s eyes. The boy had apparently awakened from the rough ride, but was refusing to cry. Joshua could feel the infant’s eyes trying to make sense of him, the cloudy pupils searching his face. The baby’s eyelids quietly drooped down, closing once again for another slumber. Joshua bared a smile full of uncommon joy, finding the mother turned in his direction. “Do you have any children?”