“I brought my girlfriend to meet ya’ll, but she won’t get out of the car.” My father’s green eyes, which I’d inherited from him, assessed me. “Why? What did you do to that girl?” “Me? Pops, she’s the one you need to talk to. I swear this girl wakes up every day thinking of ways to piss me off.” “I see.” He chuckled. “Well, your mother mentioned that she was young.”
