“Hey, Cadette, I wanted to apologize for what happened at breakfast this morning. Your father and I had a talk and–”
“Yeah, I heard you yelling upstairs.”
“Well, we weren’t exactly… okay, maybe we raised our voices a little… a lot louder than we should have. But that’s why your father is cooling down right now and I’m here with you. I figured you could maybe use someone to talk to.”
“I just want to know why.”
“Why what?”
“Why dad thought that about me. Why he thought I’d somehow be different.”
“Well, your father is what you might call… misinformed. That doesn’t excuse what he said. You know that, I know that, and I truly believe he knows that, too. See, from what I gather, he thinks a lot of things; a lot of silly things that are untrue or exaggerated. Those things led him to believe that saying what he said earlier was going to help you.”
“But it didn’t!”
“I’m sure he’s coming to that conclusion now, hon. He’s probably learned a lot from your grandfather, who probably could have said… a lot worse.”
“But where’d grandpa get those ideas? Where did they start?”
“Unfortunately, this sort of thing has no easy answer. Maybe it’s Sim nature to dislike anything different, but you know what’s important?”
“What?”
“Is that I know, one hundred percent, that your father loves you. He loves you so much, he hates the thought of hurting you. And that’s why when he cools down, I’m sure he’ll have come around.”
“Thanks, mom. I love you and dad a lot.”
“We love you, too, hon. Please don’t ever forget that.”
The Sims of San Myshuno 