LOL 8 He's Here

"I met a guy. He's not rich. He’s kind, sweet, protective, gorgeous, smart, caring, and makes me feel like the most special person in the world! And he's going to law school!” I finally manage.

“Baby that's great! When do we meet him.” Dad asks.

“You don't. He's not sure where he's going to go to school at yet.” I reply.

I explained the whole situation to my parents. They were understanding and supportive of my feelings. Mom held one of my hands and was rubbing it. Dad was rubbing my shoulder.

“Well, he sounds wonderful. Did he apply to Harvard?” Mom asks.

“Yes, but he was late.” I reply.

“Dear, can't we talk to the dean?” Mom asks dad.

“Of course. But don't get your hopes up! They usually have a list waiting.” Dad cautions.

“Anything you can do is better than nothing.” I reply.

The days are long and true to his word Brady does call or text every day. He's not heard anything from Harvard. He did get into another college. I was disappointed as it's really far away from Harvard.

**CELL