Anthony: Yes?
Me: Why are you saying ‘yes’ with that intolerant tone? I am about to tell you about your armchairs!
Anthony: Yes?
Me: Well, after Ming insisted that the armchair you sat in, in the living room of the farm, get re-upholstered, rather than trashed, I succumbed to his wishes.
Anthony: That’s my boy.
Me: Yes, but the trouble is that, on the way to the upholsterers, Ming and I accidentally had a rather sad conversation about you almost never coming to his football games when he was a kid.
Anthony: I was embarrassed.
Me: Ming has never really told me about his disappointment until today. He really wanted you to see him kick those goals, make that team, win those races … but it was always only me and, sometimes, my mother, watching him succeed.
Anthony: I’m sorry.
Me: I wondered why Ming was so interested in re-upholstering your armchair when it is so stained from your head resting there for so many years of you getting sicker and sicker.
Anthony: This son of ours will be the father I would have been/wanted to be.
Me: So, come on, Ants – let’s choose the fabric!
jmgoyder 
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Some men don’t really know how to be a father but they love their child and do their best