Not Alone

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shocked was a serious understatement. I looked…pretty. “You guys…” I said while tears welled up in my eyes.
    “Stop! Don’t you dare cry, your mascara will run,” Tessa scolded. “Now, put some lip gloss on and let’s talk about this purse.
    “What’s wrong with my purse?”
    “What’s wrong is that it is ginormous and you don’t need to bring it on your date!” Tessa added, “I have just the purse you need.”
    She passed me her beloved gray Coach clutch. The one she had had her eye on and had begged Brock over a month for.
    “Are you sure I can borrow it?”
    “Of course! Just promise me you will keep an open mind and, above all else, have fun! You deserve it girl.” Tessa gave me a small hug before they started moving out of my bedroom.
    I thanked them as I walked them to the door, then locked it behind them after promising to text the minute I got home from my date.
     
     

 
    Chapter Twelve
     
    Emmalynne
     
    Since it was only four thirty, I called Tucker to pass the time before Grady got here.
    “Hey Tuck, how are you sweetie?” I asked.
    “Hey mom, I’m good! Gramps and I were getting ready to go shoot some hoops outside,” he replied.
    “That sounds like fun! I hope you are having a good time at Nana and Gramps’ house, and you’d better be behaving yourself.”
    “I’m having a great time. A boy my age just moved in across the street so I’ve been playing with him a lot today. His name is Drew and Nana said he could stay the night with me tonight. What are you going to do tonight?”
    “Oh, nothing much. Just going out with a friend, then, probably coming home and watching a movie.” I wanted to see if this thing between Grady and I progressed before involving my son, so I didn’t mention that it was a date. “Well, you have fun with your new friend and I’ll see you tomorrow when I pick you up. I love and miss you so much!”
    “Love and miss you too mom, bye!” And with his parting words, he hung up.
    Nana and Gramps, also known as Martin and Connie Morgan, were Toby and Bryce’s parents and quintessential Country Club goers. The atmosphere in their house was always stuffy and uptight. They turned their noses up at anyone who didn’t hold up to their standard. They didn’t think too highly of me whenever Bryce and I first got together, me being the daughter of the Sheriff. Eventually they thawed their ice cold demeanor, somewhat. Being serious influences in the Country Club community, they frowned upon Toby’s sexuality as well.
     I didn’t understand that at all. To me, being a mother meant accepting your child, no matter whom or what they became, a parents’ love was unconditional. Now, being the only living son, they are ashamed of how he chooses to live his life. Their words not mine. It was absolutely their loss. They were missing so many wonderful things in Toby’s life. He was so much more than his sexuality. He was one of the absolute best guys that I knew, he would do anything for you at the drop of a pin without hesitation, but they would never know or understand. Ultimately, all he wanted to do was love and be loved in return, just like everyone else.
    I wasn’t blatantly rude to anyone, I was raised better than that, but that doesn’t mean that I don’t have to attempt to bite my tongue when they outright disrespect Toby in front of me.
    Glancing at the clock it was only four forty-five, fifteen more minutes and Grady would be here. My nerves were definitely kicking in to high velocity. I started pacing around my living room, taking deep breaths trying to calm myself. I needed to give myself a serious pep talk.
    “You can do this Emmalynne. It’s just a date. A nice meal among two people, although, one person is hotter than Hades. Geez, oh Pete, is he hot. Great now I’m rambling. And I’m talking to myself, out loud.”
    The doorbell rang. I jerked my head towards the direction of the clock. Four fifty-five. Dang he was early.
    Turning the knob

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