There once was a boy who had everything...his parents' money, friends, a girlfriend...but not his father's love.

This boy, Danny, wanted his father to love him so he did everything he could to impress him but nothing work, not making the "A" team in hockey, not getting good marks, and not even being a good golf player. He had tried every sport but none impressed his dad.

Danny, one day decided to run away. He took his cell phone, bank book and clothes. He didn't know where he was going to go but he had to get away from his father. What good is a son to a father if he didn't even love him? Danny decided to buy a house in a remote area like Chatham, Ontario. He had to make a fake name and stuff but finally he got the house.

One day while thinking of his girlfriend, Danny decides to call his mother to tell her that he was all right and for her not to worry.

Ring, Ring "Hello" said a worried voice.

"Hey mom it's me Danny"

"Oh thank god your safe, are you being held hostage? Were you kidnapped?"

"No mom I ran away"

"WHAT...why...was it something I did?"

"No mom it's what dad didn't do"

"What was that?"

"He never once told me that he loved me or that he was proud of me"

"Oh honey your father always loved you"


"He though you knew that he loved you...now tell me where you are and I will come and get you"

"Mom, I bought a house and I'm not coming home"