“I’m not getting into anyone’s pants!” I yelled. It was bad enough people I didn’t know said that crap about me. I didn’t need to hear it from my family even if they were just winding me up. To make things worse, my mom took that moment to enter the kitchen. “Glad to hear it, Reedy,” she said, giving me a pat on the shoulder as she grabbed her keys off the table and left the room again.
