Brimming with joy, I was ready to fly.
Today’s story is from Kimberly D. Green Yates.
My first date. It was time. He was a handsome guy, savvier than I. Quite a bit taller. Dark eyes.
Dinner, for certain. Dancing perhaps? Would he open my door? Should I kiss him goodnight? Money was tight, but my parents both said,
“It’s your first date, let’s do it right.”
Mom told me what to expect. How to act like a lady in every respect. Dad took me shopping. Shiny white shoes. A faux fur stole, purse to match. The coolest thing? A gorgeous blue dress.