“Go out with some other boys, then,” said her grandmother. “At least meet a few.” Almost under her breath, she added “Make Kay sweat a little, for a change.” “I don’t like any other boys.” “Yes, and he knows it, too.” Her grandmother shook her head. “Wouldn’t hurt to meet them. Girls not much older than you are getting married, and I’d hate to have you settle for the boy next door.”
