“Let me ask you this,” Mom said when I didn’t respond to them. “Do you still care about him?” I nodded. “And does it make you sick to think of losing him?” Dad asked. My eyes filled with tears on another nod. Mom chuckled, grabbing my arms in her hands and giving me a little shake. “Then forgive him, stubborn girl. And believe him when he says he’s learned his lesson. Trust me — you can do much worse than a man who loves you so much he can’t see straight.”
