Jimmy dreams of growing up to be a detective to one day find his father that walked out on him and his mother two years ago. He runs it over again and again in his head, finding him in a coffee shop somewhere in Paris. He'd have a trenchcoat and maybe a mustache, and Dad would say to him, "I did it for you, son. I knew you'd find me some day. I knew the world would need a detective like you."
It's a source of friction between him and his mother, and during an argument he forgets to close the door and the dog runs out. Grabbing his trusty magnifying glass and looking for clues, Jimmy tracks the dog across the neighborhood. It had smelled its former owner, and when Jimmy grabs its collar, he sees his father across the street, walking into a convenience store. He takes the dog back, hardly noticing the magnifying glass in his hand.
That night, Jimmy's mother hears a repetive smacking sound in the basement. Jimmy was punching a bag full of sand. He wasn't training to be a detective anymore-- he was training to be a boxer.
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