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Instantly I regretted roan of dreaded expectation I clicked on the email that had my father's name on it

Whatever it was that he wanted ofon er as to my choices in life which he was of the opinion had been poor ones?

Oh he'd encouragedin biblical archaeology had not been to his liking Now as I scanned over the brief e was rather non-accusatory and strangest of all he wanted ot so that actually uses your field of expertise Looks like you were right after all How about we catch soht, say 7 o'clock? Love, Dad'

I stared at the screen in aakin to hatred, because of the ee had evoked within me Hope in the sense that ht to please hio

Hate because I feltinto the trap that I'd been thrown into far tooto please my father in order to receive love in return It never worked out like that though and instead I always ended up feeling used

Despite knowing all that I did I helplessly watched ers move as if remotely upon the keyboard, "See you at 7:00 Dad" My mouse clicked and the Send button flashed

Oh no, did I really click the send button! Yep, I had, as I confir of ever ative people of prominence in my life I clicked on the return eirl"

I stared at the brief reply in wonderment Just what did he want?

What was his line, 'Looks like you were right after all', about?