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Page 40 of British Daddy to Go

I give a noncommittal shrug. “Goodbye, Randall.”

“Goodbye, Maggie.”

I watch until Randall is too far down the block to see anymore and return to the kitchen.

“That went well!” my mother exclaims.

“Randall is a great guy, isn’t he?” Dad asks.

“I’m tired,” I say instead of answering. “I’m going to bed.”

Mom isn’t deterred by my attitude. “Goodnight, sweetheart. We’ll talk about Randall in the morning. I think he’s going to be great for you!”

I trudge up the stairs to my room without responding. Once I’m out of that awful dress and settled into bed, I text Jenna about the disaster of a date. Then I find a missed message from Sean.

Thinking about you, it says.

His words are enough. I can’t go out with Randall again, and I need to confront my parents about it.

Sean is the one I love, and nothing they can do will change my mind.