When my son brought his fiancée home, I was thrilled to meet the woman who’d stolen his heart. But the moment I saw her face, my excitement was gone. I already knew her and soon had her locked in my basement.
The urge to protect your child never goes away. I’m a mother in her 50s, living in a quiet suburban neighborhood with my husband, Nathan. We’ve been married for over 25 years, and we have one son, Xavier, who’s the light of our lives.
He’s 22 now and almost out of college. Although he moved away years ago, we’re still a close-knit family. At least, I thought so until a few weeks ago when Xavier shocked us with one phone call.
It was a normal Tuesday evening. Nathan and I were in the living room, half-watching TV and half-dozing off, when the phone rang. “Mom, Dad, I’ve got some big news!” Xavier boomed through the line.
“I’ve met someone. Her name’s Danielle and she’s amazing. We’ve been dating for three months, and—” He paused dramatically.
“I proposed, and she said yes!”
I couldn’t speak for a second. There was a lot to process. Woman.
Three months. Proposed? “Wait, you’re engaged?” I asked, glancing at my husband, whose jaw was practically on the floor.
“Yup! I wanted to tell you sooner, but Danielle’s pretty shy. She wasn’t ready to meet you guys until now, but I convinced her.
Can we come over this weekend for dinner?”
“Of course!” I said, though my mind was already racing with worries and only a little bit of excitement. Xavier hadn’t mentioned a single girlfriend during his four years at college. No stories about dates, no pictures, nothing.
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