" Really," I said unsure what to feel. I loved Mom even if she could be cold and overly mannered. She meant well. She wanted to raise a gentleman. She...managed somewhat. And there were moments--several accumulated over the years--where closeness couldn't be denied. But I knew my parents had a hard time enjoying each other. Many times in their presence I could cut the tension with a butter knife and my sisters and I walked gingerly in their presence so as not to stir the air and create any. That went on for a while and they even seemed to exchange numbers towards the end of the party. I noticed how he looked at her, especially when she turned around and gave him a view of her ass in her yoga pants. It made me angry and jealous but the truth was that my mom and dad were no longer together and my mom could look elsewhere. I just hoped that she wouldn’t end up dating Harry.The following Friday after our soccer game, my mom congratulated Harry on a great game before even telling me. It's pretty over-the-top, don't you think?" I could tellshe was a little out of her comfort zone, now that we had a goodprospect that she might end up having to buy. "And it doesn't have anysleeves."A salesgirl was listening. "You could wear long gloves, or just get ashawl to wrap around your shoulders - maybe something that adds somebrighter color ... but you really look great with just bare shoulders." I do?" said Julia, sounding surprised."It's YOU," I told her sincerely. "I think you should. We were at first a little bit shy to talk to each other as it was first time we were meeting. So I broke the ice between us. Then we talked a lot had a good understanding about each other. She liked me a lot and my company. We had our lunch and went for a movie in nearby theatre. The theatre was half empty so we took seats where there were no much people. The movie started and I was only looking at her face and not the movie but she was really enjoying the movie. Once when she saw me looking at.