Lesley asked while they ran in the park. “Yeah, I guess so.” Karin was still trying to recover from the shock of last night. “I think she feels it’s better if I’m up front about it than sneaking around dating someone.” “Yeah, my mother feels pretty much the same way. She thinks Marcus is a cutie, if not as great as she seems to believe Edgar is. Of course, Marcus is only seventeen—at least for four more months. Maybe she’d be giving me a hard time, too, if he’d already crossed the threshold into adulthood.” Karin sucked in a deep breath. “Truthfully, I suspect my Momma would be uncomfortable with any boy I liked, thinking no one was good enough for me. For the longest time, I was beginning to wonder if I was good enough for any boy.” “Same here,” Lesley said. “Guess we both got lucky at the same time.” “Yeah, but I’d like to think that some decent guys finally woke up and noticed what they were missing.” Lesley chuckled. “That sounds better.”
