A father and a son - an imaginary story #10 I looked over the window on the second floor of my house. I saw strong wind turn a man's umbrella inside out on his way to this house. The man walking close to my place was my son. These days I felt that I got older and older every day, so I had to turn over our family business to my son. So, I called him to come over. when he arrived at the porch and although he saw my face, he ignored me with look of contempt. Now my son was known for a notorious untidy person, he was actually kind a boy until I strongly refused him to be a writer since he said "I am going to shape my ideas into books for my life". I educated him business administration, economy and things instead of literature, which was completely against his will. I didn't care about it. and I forced him to get married with a daughter of one of my rich friend for the future. When I first told him to get married with her, he immediately left home and didn't got back for almost a year until his money didn't hold out. I know I was cruel to him but I thought that was best then. I knew very well that how he'd looked whenever he saw me like today said how much he hatred me. As a result, at certain point, he got on the wrong track. he probably resisted what I'd told him to do by the way self-destructive. I came down the stairs to see him. he didn't cover his anger when he saw me. Before I brought up about business thing, first of all, I had to deal with their marriage. I said "At least, your couple should get along with each other. Don't cheat on someone. she is a kind girl". This time, he nodded and told me he took my advice and broke off his affairs with her.