He had grown up with parents who told him he could be whatever he wanted to be, that if he wanted to be an astronaut or a pilot or a florist or an actor, then he could do that. They told him he was brilliant at everything he turned his hand to, that they were proud of him every single day. That´s what parents were supposed to do, and he had always taken it for granted that all children had that, but clearly Darcy hadn´t.