My throat gets a little tight when I read Van’s message: This guy would do anything for people he loves. Anything. Count yourself lucky if you fall into that category. And whatever you do, don’t hurt my boy. Surprisingly tender, coming from the guy who hit on both Shannon and Jenny the other night, plus flirted with the snack bar attendant at the bowling alley, a random woman in the parking lot, and the group of older women in the lane next to us. Maybe some of that’s just for show? Or maybe Van is a ladies’ man who has some hidden depth.
