” Well it is kind of a sweet thing to do. My dad glared at me when I made him an omelette in heart form. ”
“I’m not mad, exactly … it would be nice not to be reminded all the time! She doesn’t always understand, is all. I don’t know, does your dad try to fix you up?”
“Meaningful stares and attempts at conversation until we both decide to stop and never talk about it again.”
She starts to laugh, a little helplessly. “I don’t know if I should feel sorry for you or not.”