Back in the cyber café, polishing the screenplay. My manager likes the concept... a cross between “Sex and the City” and “Ugly Betty.”
I’m just typing and reviewing away when I see a guy entering with his daughter.
She politely and quietly sits at a table while he fetches her carton of milk and chocolate cupcake.
I noticed something interesting.
While munching, this girl ignored everything else in the room and she had her eyes locked on her daddy as if he was the only important thing in the world.
Then, I thought about my Dad’s Realtor®, a guy in his 60’s who left his wife and married a younger woman... only to have another child.
He explained that when they are little, they run down the driveway yelling “DADDY!” and are so glad to see him. His youngest reached that age where she was like, “Dad, can you... like... just go away. You’re embarrassing me...”
He just wanted someone in the house who was happy to see him.
In retrospect, it may have been cheaper for him to just buy a dog.