My daughter came home from her girlfriend’s birthday party last week, and I asked if she had fun.
She told me it was the same old, same old, but it was okay.
She told me the most fun was when she played spin the bottle with the HVAC technician. I was now worried. I knew she was eighteen, but were they really playing spin the bottle at her age? Who was this HVAC technician she was having fun with? She told me to close my mouth and put her finger under my chin. She kissed my cheek and told me to relax. It was her older brother, and he was harmless. If he was old enough to be an HVAC technician, I was thinking he was too old for her, but she was technically an adult. She always told me I was over protective and maybe she was right. The next night, there was a knock on the door. A young man was standing on the porch, and he asked if Maria was there. I called my daughter and she smiled when she saw him. She told me this was the HVAC technician and invited him in. She let me talk with them for a while before she told me they were going out. He asked if I wanted to go out for pizza with them, but I said no. For an HVAC technician he was very polite, but I wasn’t going to go with her on their first date. The next week, I found out she had been dating her friends brother for three months. She didn’t want me to meet him until she was sure she wanted to be with an HVAC technician.