I Hate It

I hate it I have been watching a love story on TV, and it never fails I blow my nose get tearful; I curse myself for being a soppy fool movies like this were made to appeal to my tear ducts. The film is about a rich man’s daughter who falls in love with the chauffeur; to the rich man’s anger, the chauffeur is fired The young couple elopes the grumpy father hires a detective to find them and since they are so beautiful and frequent places only the rich can afford, they are easily spotted. The girl cries a lot and is given house arrest the young man gets a job as a short-order cook at a truck stop Two years later, they meet again in the street, their love has grown stronger than before, and he turns out to be the lost son of a royal family somewhere in Europe. Upon hearing this, the father forgives his daughter, pays for the wedding. A beautiful wedding even the pastor cries.