After our lunchtime encounter, I got bold and asked Lemon if she wanted to come to my house for birthday cake. I texted my parents and they said it was no problem to set out one more plate. So Lemon came by to meet my folks. They absolutely loved her and I was a little upset that they seemed to be monopolizing her time. Guess who came up with that word, monopolizing.
"She seems like a really nice girl, Julia," my dad said as Lemon was pulling out of the driveway.
"She is, Dad." I left it at that. I had no idea how to express my feelings for Lemon. Mom and Dad were always telling me to be careful of boys who might want to take advantage of me because I was pretty. They never mentioned anything about girls. Though I didn't think Lemon was trying to take advantage of me. I wondered if Dad
