“Something happened at school today.”
I look at my son in concern. This could be anything.
“I almost asked out a girl.”
Uh…back the truck up, you WHAT? I just grin, and ask why he didn’t.
“Someone beat me to it.”
I blink a few times, trying to digest this. Clear my throat, “Okay. So why didn’t you ask her out too?”
“Well, cuz then she’d be going on a double date.”
I resist the urge to facepalm right in front of him, stifle my laughter and point out that this is NOT what I meant.
He has since assured me that this coupling won’t last because Cindy* is country, and the other boy is city/hiphop. “It won’t last until next week.”
My poor boy. I’ll be having his Dad have a chat with him tonight. He needs a few clues thrown his way.


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