There, Mom and I saw Sam and his mom carefully selecting the same Stonyfield organic yogurt I eat. My mom made the first move, introduced herself and told Sam's mom that we know him from his weekly Starbucks trips with his dad.
I found out that Sam is just two weeks younger than me and totally into the same things I'm into. While the moms talked about completely worthless mom stuff, Sam reached across his cart and held my hand.
I almost died. It was probably the most romantic day of my entire life.
It's all downhill from here. |
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