Andrea's dad walked up to me with a smile and held out his hand. "Hi, I'm Dan Sharp," he said, shaking my hand.
"It's nice to meet you, sir," I said, "I'm Jared Wendell."
"So what are your plans for this evening?" he asked.
"Well, I was thinking perhaps dinner and a movie."
"That sounds nice," he said. "Now Jared, you're LDS, right?"
"Yes, sir," I said. I figured there was no point splitting hairs on whether I really believed in it or not.
"Are you an Eagle Scout?"
"Yes, sir," I said.
"That's nice. Wonderful."
Andrea was rolling her eyes.
"Now you two kids have a nice time and try to be home before eleven," he said.
"Okay, Dad," said Andrea, and we went out and got in the car.
"Are you okay with just going to a diner?" I asked her.
"Yeah, that would be fine," said Andrea.
Of course I would have liked to be able to take her to a nice restaurant, but I couldn't really afford it on my allowance, and my dad didn't want me getting an after-school job because he was afraid it might keep me from doing my homework.
"What's with your dad, asking me if I was an Eagle Scout like that?" I asked.
"Oh, he's really pleased to see me going on a date with a good Mormon boy. He had just gotten done telling my mom that this was the whole reason we moved out here and that it was going well."
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