When Claire, John, and their son Ethan boarded a flight to visit John’s parents, John mysteriously disappeared to Business Class, leaving Claire to manage the toddler alone. This decision led to a lesson John wouldn’t forget.
As we prepared for the trip, John expressed his need for relaxation. “I can’t wait to finally unwind,” he said. I agreed, thinking it would be fun for Ethan to see his grandparents. I had no idea John had selfish plans.
At the airport, I struggled with our luggage while trying to keep Ethan calm. Suddenly, John vanished. When I found him, he smirked and said he was getting headphones.
“Why do you have a business class ticket?” I asked, feeling crushed.
“I can’t deal with you and the kid right now. I need some peace,” he replied.
Frustrated, I managed the flight while John enjoyed his comfort, oblivious to my struggles. When we landed, I forced a smile as John gushed about his flight.
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The next day, as we prepared for a family dinner, John’s father, Jacob, called him into the study. “You’ll stay here and prepare the house for the guests,” he said firmly.
John protested, but Jacob insisted. While we went to dinner, John stayed behind to clean.
When we returned, the house was spotless, but John was fuming. The next morning, Jacob presented John with a list of chores: cleaning the garage, fixing the fence, mowing the lawn.
“You need to learn the value of family and hard work. You don’t get to escape your responsibilities,” Jacob said.
John realized the consequences of his actions as he spent the week maintaining the property. Each evening, Jacob checked his work.
“I wanted to go strawberry picking with you and my mom, but I had to paint the fence,” John said one night, exhausted.
The day before our return, John apologized. “I understand now how much I took you for granted.”
Before we left, Jacob canceled John’s business class ticket and gave it to me and Ethan. “You can manage on your own this time,” he said.
At the airport, John looked regretful. “I didn’t mean to hurt you like this,” he said.
“It’s okay,” I replied. “But things need to change when we get home.”
