Bonnie stood in the kitchen, trying to make sense of what her daughter was doing. How could she be with someone that much older. He could practically be her father. It was unsettling to her and made her mad that her husband seemed to have no issue with it.
"Stop stewing and come into the living room and sit down."
"How are you okay with this? How can you possibly be okay with our daughter dating a man close to our age?"
"Because it is not my business. It is not my life. It is not yours either. She is happy."
"What is going through her head? I do not get it. He is not even the same body type that she had always dated. I mean, he is not obese by any means, but is not trim and muscular like all the other guys she dated."
"And look where those relationships are, in the dumpster. Jus
