Once he’s gone, I shut the door and I face my parents. “What’d you think? Mama? I know he had to leave fast, but…” I trail off with a smile. My mom has tears in her eyes. Different kind. Better kind. She nods a lot, choked up. Approval granted. I expect my dad to go off about Oscar’s occupation. “You two make a good match.” He clears his throat, happy for me. I see that clearly. “He’s not what I expected for you, but I can see you love him.”
