YOU MIGHT THINK that September is a weird time to be making New Year’s resolutions. Well, Mom never accused me of doing anything on time, especially tidying my room, loading the dishwasher or Swiffering the kitchen. “I don’t see how you ended up with an eighty average last year, Kayla,” Mom says. “You’re always chatting online or on the phone.” Which implies that I am not being productive. The truth is, she has no idea what I’m really up to. Brrrrinnnggg! I clear my throat and answer, “The Oracle of Dating.” “It’s client number zero-two-four.” “Sabrina?” “You remember me!” “I do. What can the Oracle do for you?” I scoot over to my computer and open up my PayPal account to see that her five-dollar payment has been received. “It’s about this guy, Shawn, I’m dating. I hate going out in public with him.” A case of total butt ugly, perhaps? “Why’s that, Sabrina?” “He always embarrasses me somehow. Like when we went to the school dance Friday night, he was dancing like a maniac.
