Ask Yourself: Who Are These People

I’m sitting in Starbucks right now, and I noticed earlier a heavy-set man around his mid-30s sitting down having some coffee. He looks like he is of African decent, and he is wearing a light blue business shirt with some khaki colored slacks and some brown fancy shoes. I noticed him earlier sitting alone at a small round table. Half an hour went by, when a woman and a young boy joined him. The woman looked around age 28, and the boy looked like he was age 7. He sat down next to the man and started playing on his laptop. The woman went in line to order some coffee for herself, as well as a cappuccino for her son. I believe that the woman and man are the mother and father of the little boy. The parents are divorced and this was some time for the boy to spend time with his father. They don’t communicate that well, which was obvious by the way the son never even looked at him once straight in the eyes.
They sat for about an hour, and the father was trying to help him with his homework. The son was not really paying attention, and he really didn’t want to be there at that moment. Mom forced him, and he’s not so happy about sitting at Starbucks trying to talk to his dad that was never around in the first place. The only thing he is happy about is getting his Caramel Frappuccino. The father is still in love with her, but she can’t have him anymore. He broke her heart one too many times, and at that point… it hurt to love him. She let go and loved on beautifully. She is more gorgeous, successful, and thinner than ever before. They left, and the father was still left alone sitting at Starbucks. He was reminiscing and trying to figure out where his life would go next…