“Daddy,” said the serious little girl. “May I have a computer
for Christmas please?”
“I’m sorry, darling, not at the moment, your mum and I have
a pile of heavy bills and our new car is costing us heaps of
money each month.”
The following spring, the little girl asked her father again for
a computer but he repeated what he had told her before. A
week later, early in the morning, daddy saw his daughter
leaving the house with a suitcase in her hand.
“Where are you going?” he asked.
“I’m leaving,” said the little girl. “Last night I was walking
past your room when I heard you telling Mum you were
pulling out and I heard her telling you to wait because she
was coming too. So there’s no way I’m staying here to cope
with all the bills.”