As soon as I pull out of the driveway, I glance to Leah. “I’m sorry about my mother. She’s most likely been drinking this evening, and I only broke things off with my last girlfriend a month ago, so I think you caught her by surprise.” “You don’t have to make excuses, Brandon. She judged me by my appearance and it’s OK. I’m getting used to it.” He takes my hand. “No, it’s not OK. My parents should be kind to you. They’ll love you once they take the time to get to know you. I hope you’ll give them another chance.” “Of course. I never knew changing my hair color would offend people so much, but you didn’t judge me by it, so that’s all that matters.” Not much is said until he parks next to my car. It seems like forever since I left here with him, yet I don’t want to say goodbye. “I had a great time with you,”
