"So," Mom said as I helped her set the table for dinner. "When are we finally going to meet this boyfriend of yours."

I shrugged. "Honestly, I have no idea," I said. I really didn't. Mom and Dad have been wanting to meet Ty, but every single time I asked Ty, he either said, 'Maybe another time' or 'I'm really busy this week.' My parents weren't even judgmental, and I've told Ty that. I knew they would like him, but I guessed that wasn't enough for him.

"How is he anyway?" Mom asked.

"Good," I said.

Mom raised an eyebrow, peering at me skeptically through her glasses. "Just good?" she...