Trina's eyes shot to her mom's face. Her mom was smiling at her. Trina nodded at me and kept eating. She finished quickly and kissed her mother on the cheek after depositing her empty bowl in the kitchen sink. I waved goodbye as Trina rushed me outside.
On the drive to the school, Trina turned to me. "Are you and my mom teaming up on me now?" she asked.
"No," I replied instantly, "What do you mean by that, anyway?"
She blew out a frustrated breath. "She has been on me for years. She thinks I spend way too much time on my computer."
I nodded. "I'm sure I would get the same thing from my folks if my dad didn't spend so much of his time working on his computer," I said. "Look, if you don't want me to take you out on a date, you can just say so. I never want to make you do something you do
