My son, Michael, recently surprised me with what he claimed was a cottage in the countryside. However, upon arrival, I quickly realized it was all a trick. After a while, the real reason behind his actions came to light, and even now, I find it difficult to forgive him.

For some context, I’m Richard, 68 years old, and have been a single father for most of my life. My wife, Emma, passed away from cancer when our son Michael was just ten. It was a challenging time for both of us, but we managed to pull through together. Since then, it’s been just the two of us, and I’ve always tried to be both a father and mother to him.