My Daughter Brought Home a Pale, Tattooed Goth Boy, and My Husband Immediately Told Him to Leave – Then the Boy Placed His Phone on the Table, and My Husband Went Even Paler
make this harder than it needs to be, Mark.”
Mark walked out without another word.
Daniel closed the door and leaned against it.
Finally, Evan wiped his face.
“My mom trusted you. And now I understand why.”
“Don’t make this harder than it needs to be, Mark.”
Daniel covered his mouth.
Then he bent forward with one hand against the wall while the tears came.
Maya walked over and hugged him.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered.
She nodded against his shoulder.
“You were a jerk when we came in.”
“I’m sorry,”
A broken laugh escaped him.
Evan wiped his cheek.
“Was it the eyeliner?”
Daniel laughed again, harder this time.
“No.”
“Good. It took me twenty minutes.”
A broken laugh escaped him.
Maya rolled her eyes.
I stood there watching them, and something inside me finally unclenched.
Daniel couldn’t change the years he’d spent avoiding the truth. But tonight, he’d finallystopped avoiding it.
