Several minutes after hanging up with Rose, my dad called me downstairs for dinner.
“What were you and Rose’s aunt laughing so hard about?” I asked my dad when I reached the kitchen.
“Oh nothing…” he said, shooting me a glance.
I chuckled quietly to myself as I fixed my plate.
“Did you talk to her about Rose and I meeting tomorrow?”

My dad nodded while fixing his own plate.
“Yeah, I’ll take you to her aunt’s tomorrow, and we all may go out to dinner.”
“Are you and mom coming?”
He smiled, “Of course.”

He took his plate to the table and I followed suit.
“So, where are we gonna eat if we go out?”
My dad shrugged, “Where do you want to go?”
I smiled, knowing exactly where I would want to take Rose on a date.
“Macaroni Grill.”
“That Italian place?”
“Yep, but I’d like to have my own table with Rose..”
And you can have your own with her aunt., I added in my mind, smirking slightly.
“Mmm I guess it wouldn’t hurt, since we’d be in public…”
“Dad!!”