Oliver stood nervously in the large crowded airport awaiting the arrival of his daughter whom he had not seen in what seems like forever. He was worried about how he would even know which girl she was, he hadn't seen her since she was just a small baby and had no idea what she looked like now in her teenage years. He looked around curiously at all the girls who walked past, could this be her? I think she had brown hair... I'm not sure. all kind of thoughts went through his head as he stood quietly, hoping she would be able to recognize him in such a large cluster of people, some of whom were just as confused and worried as he was. He stood without speaking a word, only watching and hoping he would recognize something he remembered of her, which of course would not happen because of the fact that he left when she was only two years old.
A phone call he received about a month ago was the cause of all this confusion, or was it the fact that several years ago he left his wife-to be, and daughter, to pursue his dream of becoming a well respected doctor in the city. His goal was reached, somewhat. But apparently the monthly cheque he was forced to send out, taking a huge chunk out of his earnings weren't enough to satisfy his old love interest. It was now up to him to raise the daughter, a mistake he made several years ago was now going to haunt him even more.
A phone call he received about a month ago was the cause of all this confusion, or was it the fact that several years ago he left his wife-to be, and daughter, to pursue his dream of becoming a well respected doctor in the city. His goal was reached, somewhat. But apparently the monthly cheque he was forced to send out, taking a huge chunk out of his earnings weren't enough to satisfy his old love interest. It was now up to him to raise the daughter, a mistake he made several years ago was now going to haunt him even more.