"Yes you did! You do." She was very careful to keep her eyes forward and on the road. "You are going to wear it on your next date, right? Trust me, It'll blow his mind."
"I will, I promise."
"So," Paige's voice changed, trying and failing to be nonchalant, "why wouldn't Grandma like him?"
"What?"
"When you told me in the kitchen, you said you wouldn't want Daddy or Grandma asking about him. Daddy I can understand, but I think Grandma'd be super happy you were seeing someone. So what is it? Is he younger? Oh! Or is he Black?"
"Paige! Why would that matter?"
"It wouldn't matter to me, but it'd matter to Grandma, and you know it."
I sighed. "Okay, they are just a couple of years younger, less than five, which when you're my age is nothing to think about. And they are white, not that it
