I was so excited. They were finally old enough to watch it with me. Maybe a little early still for the little one. The wife was out with her girlfriends. It was “movie night” with the girls. Dinner done. Ice cream ready.
30 minutes in, the girls both said, “daddy, do we have to watch this?”
“Um, no, I guess not.”
And then I sat and stared at the table, despondent, bereft.
Like Luke, after Obiwan had sacrificed himself at Darth Vader’s hand.