“Ok, who are you going with?”
“Well I haven’t really asked anyone yet, so right now I’m going alone.”
“May I ask why you haven’t asked Malaya yet?”
“Well she doesn’t want to go the dance Mom, besides I don’t wanna ask anyone.”
“Son we both know that if you ask her, there’s no way she would refuse you.”
“Why would you say that?”
She looks at me as if I am a retard
“I think it’s obvious to anyone who pays any attention at all that clearly the girl likes you, and don’t you dear lie to me and tell me you are not the least bit interested in her, because you know I hate being lied to.”
“I didn’t say that I don’t like her mother, but what makes you think she likes me.”
“Oh come on son, if you aren’t looking at her, then she is looking at you, your brothers have to flirt with her or say something embarrassing to get her to blush, one look at you, and she is as red as the roses in our garden, the smallest things you say make her smile, and she goes out of her way to see you happy, like whenever we go there she would make your favorite, it’s little things that she does that tells me that she is seriously crazy about you. So why don’t you wanna ask her to the dance anyway, don’t tell me it’s about that Amy Clair.”