Page 40 of British Daddy to Go
I give a noncommittal shrug. “Goodbye, Randall.”
“Goodbye, Maggie.”
I watch until Randall is too far down the block to see anymore and return to the kitchen.
“That went well!” my mother exclaims.
“Randall is a great guy, isn’t he?” Dad asks.
“I’m tired,” I say instead of answering. “I’m going to bed.”
Mom isn’t deterred by my attitude. “Goodnight, sweetheart. We’ll talk about Randall in the morning. I think he’s going to be great for you!”
I trudge up the stairs to my room without responding. Once I’m out of that awful dress and settled into bed, I text Jenna about the disaster of a date. Then I find a missed message from Sean.
Thinking about you, it says.
His words are enough. I can’t go out with Randall again, and I need to confront my parents about it.
Sean is the one I love, and nothing they can do will change my mind.
