He held his daughter in his arms for the first time, a mellow worry defeating smile on his mollyfied face, and said, “Tweny years from now you will look back at this moment an be angry at us for bringing you into this world.” It was as honest as he had ever been about anything in his life, not the way he’d been at his job as a teacher or at the his part-time Cricket coaching job. You always had to be positive and inspiring, it seemed the world was demanding more and more of it.It was at a big price, sometimes the truth was necessary. “The world is going to shit and we are doing little else to prevent it, we are becoming the dsytopian worlds we fondly escape into.”
As if she could understand she squealed and cried her first tears of many.
“Welcome to the real world,” he whispered.