sixteen year old daughter.”
“Bradley, you’re being unreasonable. Shane, please forgive my husband’s outburst.”
“It’s okay. He’s right; I do owe him…both of you, the truth.” He looked directly at my father and said, “You obviously love your family very much. They’re lucky to have you. I know I’m not the kind of guy you want your daughter to associate with, but I swear to you, I only have the best intentions in mind. I won’t say that I’m sorry that she’s not interested in Parker, because that would be a lie. And, I don’t lie…ever. Not anymore. I don’t have the best background, I’ll admit it. I don’t have any money, except the small amount I’ve saved for college. My father…well, he has his problems, too. But, it’s just been the two of us since I was six years old. I’ve been in trouble with the law, but I’ve paid my dues and I’ve been on the straight and narrow for over three years now, with no intention of ever going back.”
“If you never lie…as you say, then what are your intentions with my daughter?”
He looked over at me and said, “I want to get to know her. I want to spend time with her. Date her…as long as it’s what she wants.”
I had tears in my eyes as I nodded yes. “More than anything,” I managed to get out.
“She’s only 16.”
“I know.” He looked my father right in the eye and said, “I haven’t laid a hand on her, and I have no intention of doing so. I just want to be with her.”
“Yes, well, that’s all fine and dandy, but good intentions can all go right out the window if the…circumstances are right.”
“I respect your daughter. And, I’ll respect the rules you set forth for her…and for me. And, I will abide by them. I’ve made a lot of mistakes. But, I swear to you, your daughter will not be one of them. I’m asking for a chance to prove myself, to the both of you and to her.”
He sat there with his hands folded neatly in his lap, waiting for the axe to fall.
“You’re right about one thing. My daughter will NOT be one of your mistakes.”
“Daddy…please?”
He sighed. “One chance! And, it’s only because you protected her. If you so much as look at her wrong…you’re done!” he said and walked out.
My mother stood up. “Well, I think she’s lucky to have found you.” She walked over to him and put her hand on his face and lifted it up so he’d look her in the eye. She was contemplating something and finally said, “Whatever mistakes you’ve made, it’s time to let them go. You have a clean slate. What you choose to do with it now, is up to you. Rebecca has faith in you, and so do I.” She started to walk out of the room. “Oh, and don’t worry about grumpy…he’ll come around.” She winked at me and headed toward my father’s office.
“Thank you,” I said, looking up at him.
“For what?”
“For doing that for me. You didn’t have to.”
“I didn’t do it for you, Rebecca. It was for purely selfish reasons.”
“I don’t understand.”
“I don’t want to sneak around. I want to be open about our relationship. I want to be with you, and I want your parents to be okay with it. I don’t think I could take it if they refused to let me see you.”
“It wouldn’t matter if they refused or not. They couldn’t stop me, no matter what. I’d find a way to see you.”
“Maybe, but isn’t it easier this way?”
I nodded and smiled.
A few minutes later my parents re-joined the table and we finally finished dinner. My mother had made spinach lasagna with Shane in mind.
“Where’s the meat, Charlotte?”
“It’s vegetarian…for Shane.”
“Thank you, but you don’t have to make anything special for me.”
“What would you have done if I’d made something like meatloaf?” my mother laughed, trying to lighten the mood.
“I would have had a lot of water. This is wonderful, though. Thank you. I don’t ever get any home cooked
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