“Maisy?” “Yeah, Mum?” “What’s going on with you and Mark?” I shrug. “Don’t shrug at me, love – what’s going on between you?” I sigh. Well, the sex talk had to happen eventually. “Nothing much, Mum. We’re friends, OK?” “Just friends?” I shrug at her again. “We tried kissing – it didn’t work so good. So yup, just friends, Mum.” “W […]
Hugs.
I so know that feeling.