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The girl in the story (er, letter?) reminded me of a few of the girls I tutored when I recently worked for an elite agency that would send me to people's homes. There was one in particular who lived alone in a big fancy house with a nanny. The mother was running a resort in Africa and the father was running his empire across the ocean. It was the weirdest thing. The girl tried very hard to be liked- you could see she had to fight for people's attention. She also went out every night and did drugs and who knows what else. Her only adult relationship was a somewhat dysfunctional one with her nanny. She was sixteen. Anyway, I do not feel equipped to advise. This story comes from a very strange world. How is it possible for a man to live in the same building as his daughter but only see her once a week? The mind reels, and I suspect it's all true. The house on the beach, the absent mother, the young and rather cynical letter writer. The kid doesn't sound so bad- just a little needy and dopey, but probably very sweet. Does seem like you should cut and run, but then absolutely no one will be helping the kid, which is sad.
