I try to sneak in but mom and dad are both waiting for me. Dad is playing solitaire on his iPad and mom is pacing the floors, “Would you like to explain now?” She snaps at me.

“Explain what?” I ask. I thought I saw smoke coming from mom’s ears at that point.

“Let’s start with this boy I heard about that you are dating at school.” “You mean Michael, he is the nice guy that took me to the hospital when I hurt myself.”

“We told you that you’re not allowed to get involved with boys.

When did you start dating him?”

“He’s not a boy he’s a guy...