"Come on Missy, let's play some ball in the yard." Eugene wailed. He was bored half to death, and went to see if any of his kids wanted to do anything.
"As you can see, I'm busy." His thirteen year old daughter, Missy, answered. She's always "busy", Eugene thought to himself. He remembered back when Missy used to be a Daddy's little girl. She wanted to do everything with him, and wanted to be just like him. But you know things change.
"You're always "busy"." Eugene complained.
"What about Jake? Why can't you just do something with Jake?"
"Jake's at riding lessons."
"Teresa?"
"Teresa's at a Doctor's appointment."
"What about Mother?"
"She went to the village to do errands."
"Can't you just read or something until I'm done?"
"Read?" He cringed at the sound of the word. Missy just rolled her eyes.
"Can't you just finish studying later?"
"But If I don't finish it now, it won't get done until next week."
"Fine" He said grumpily as he crossed his arms and slumped into a nearby chair.
"As soon as I'm done we can-"
"-Whatever." He mumbled.
Eugene wondered if his daughter would keep his promise or not.