Old Man Goes to Visit Daughter for His 80th Birthday, She Doesn’t Let Him Enter Her House – Story of the Day

Richard gripped the steering wheel tightly as he drove, his thoughts racing. Thanksgiving used to bring his daughter, Deidre, home every year, but that tradition ended after his wife’s funeral four years ago. Now, all they had were their weekly phone calls, which left him yearning for more. So, on his eightieth birthday, he decided to surprise her with a visit. As Deidre opened the door, Richard spread his arms wide, a big smile on his face. “Surprise!” he exclaimed. “Dad? What are you doing here?” Deidre asked, her voice quivering as tears streamed down her cheeks. Richard’s smile faltered.

Richard gripped the steering wheel tightly as he drove, his thoughts racing. Thanksgiving used to bring his daughter, Deidre, home every year, but that tradition ended after his wife’s funeral four years ago. Now, all they had were their weekly phone calls, which left him yearning for more. So, on his eightieth birthday, he decided to surprise her with a visit.

As Deidre opened the door, Richard spread his arms wide, a big smile on his face. “Surprise!” he exclaimed.

“Dad? What are you doing here?” Deidre asked, her voice quivering as tears streamed down her cheeks.

Richard’s smile faltered. “I came to celebrate with you… It’s the big eight-o!” he said, his voice losing its enthusiasm. “But why are you crying? What’s wrong?”

Deidre quickly wiped her tears and forced a smile. “It’s nothing, Dad. Everything’s fine. I just wasn’t expecting you, and it’s not a good time. I have so much work to do. I’ll call you later, and we’ll have dinner, okay?”

She closed the door, leaving Richard standing there, confused and hurt. Something was terribly wrong.

Instead of leaving, Richard quietly moved around the house, careful not to draw attention as he peered through the windows. Inside, two rough-looking men were with Deidre.

“Who was that?” one of them growled.

“Just a neighbor’s kid playing a prank,” Deidre lied, her voice trembling.

The other man sneered. “You’re six months behind on your loan payments, Deidre. Mr. Marco isn’t happy.”

Deidre’s voice was filled with desperation. “I just need more time. Business will pick up soon.”

“Time is something you don’t have,” the man replied, pulling out a gun and aiming it at her. “People who owe Mr. Marco usually end up at the bottom of the lake.”

Richard froze in fear, unable to move as he watched the scene unfold. The man eventually tucked the gun back into his waistband with a look of disgust. “Danny, see if there’s anything valuable we can take.”

As the men ransacked the house, Deidre collapsed to the floor, sobbing. Richard’s mind raced. Deidre had always told him her business was doing well, but clearly, she was in deep trouble. He needed to help her.

The men eventually loaded several appliances into their vehicle and drove away. Richard, filled with determination, followed them.

They stopped at a two-story brick building downtown, which looked like a bar. It was closed, but the door was unlocked. Richard entered and saw the men join a group at a large table. The man who seemed to be in charge had a nasty scar above his left eye—Richard guessed he was Mr. Marco.

Richard took a deep breath and stepped forward. “I’m here to discuss Deidre’s debt.”

Mr. Marco eyed Richard with a smirk. “A good Samaritan, huh? She owes $80,000. She was supposed to pay it back with her profits, but that didn’t happen.”

“I only have $20,000 in savings,” Richard admitted, shaken by the amount.

Mr. Marco sighed. “That’s not enough. But maybe you can help us in another way.”

Richard’s heart sank as Mr. Marco explained his plan. He needed Richard to smuggle a car across the Canadian border. Desperate to save his daughter, Richard agreed.

Later that night, Richard pulled into a gas station near the border. As he parked beside a police cruiser, the German Shepherd inside went berserk, barking and pawing at the window. Richard panicked and quickly climbed back into the car, realizing something was hidden inside.

He sped off, the police in pursuit. The chase led him down a narrow, unmarked dirt road into the forest. But as he tried to navigate the treacherous terrain, the car became stuck on a narrow rise above a river. Richard’s attempts to reverse only made matters worse, and the car began sliding toward the water.

The car plunged into the river, and Richard frantically tried to escape. The water quickly filled the car, but he managed to squeeze out just in time. He swam to the riverbank, gasping for air, realizing how close he had come to drowning.

Soaking wet and exhausted, Richard hitchhiked back home. The next day, he went to the bank to mortgage his house. He couldn’t bear the thought of losing the place where he had created so many memories with his family, but he had no choice.

As Richard was signing the paperwork, Deidre called, her voice filled with fear. “Dad, some men came looking for you. What’s happening?”

“Don’t worry, Deidre. I’m taking care of it. Just tell them I’ll be there soon,” Richard replied, trying to sound reassuring.

Later, Richard drove to the bar, a duffel bag filled with cash by his side. As he approached the entrance, Deidre appeared, running toward him. “Dad, wait! I won’t let you face them alone.”

Richard knew he couldn’t convince her to leave, so they entered together. Inside, the thugs led them to Mr. Marco. Richard placed the duffel bag on the table. “Here’s the $80,000 she owes you, plus $15,000 for the car. I, uh, got into some trouble, and it ended up in the river.”

Mr. Marco’s face twisted in anger. “You think $15,000 is enough to cover the $100,000 worth of goods in that car? You’ve got to be joking.”

He pulled out a gun and pointed it at Deidre’s head. Richard quickly stepped in front of her. “No, please! It’s all my fault. Don’t hurt her!”

Mr. Marco sneered and shifted the gun toward Richard. But before he could pull the trigger, police sirens wailed outside. The gang members scattered as chaos erupted.

Richard and Deidre hid under a table until the police arrived and escorted them to safety. Mr. Marco was arrested, and the nightmare was finally over.

In the ambulance, a paramedic checked Richard over. “Are you sure you don’t have any heart issues?” the paramedic asked, concerned.

Richard shook his head, but his relief was short-lived when a detective approached. “Sir, what were you and your daughter doing at that club?”

Richard explained everything, hoping he wouldn’t have to mention the car in the river. The detective glanced at Deidre and then back at Richard. “If we hadn’t found that car full of contraband, we wouldn’t have been there to save you. You should be more careful about who you borrow money from, miss.”

Richard let out a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding. They were safe, for now.

As they walked to Richard’s car, Deidre apologized tearfully. “I’m so sorry, Dad. I didn’t know how to tell you about the mess I was in. I felt like such a failure.”

Richard put his hands on her shoulders, his voice gentle. “You’re not a failure, Deidre. Maybe things didn’t work out as planned, but you tried. I just wish you’d felt you could come to me. We’re in this together now.”

Deidre broke down in tears, and Richard pulled her into a comforting embrace. “It’s okay, honey,” he whispered. “Everything’s going to be okay.”