Dinky was too young at the time it happened, now older she could not remember his voice, his feel or even his warmth, all these things many children take forgranted about their parents and it takes one to not know them to see just how lucky those children are. Dinky only knew how her dad looked from pictures and how he acted from stories.
She missed him a lot and one night after Derpy retold her a story about her dad and Derpy she finds herself unable to stop thinking about him, about the parent she had lost before even knowing them.