Saturday's Warrior
Sunday evening
As if our usual three-hour services weren't sufficient, after dinner on Sunday Rex, Joy, and I had a youth fireside to attend at the bishop's house. Logically Rex shouldn't have been required to attend since he was eighteen and hence no longer in the youth program, but Mom insisted that she wanted him to go. Actually none of would have gone if we'd had a choice. So naturally we dragged our heels a bit getting there and arrived late.
When we got there it had already started. All of the couches and chairs in the living room were filled with kids. I waved to my friends Michelle and Alison, but there wasn't room for me to go sit by them.
The bishop's wife brought in some more chairs from the kitchen for us and set us up near the entry to the room. Fortunately our arrival didn't cause too much of a disturbance.
The speaker didn't interrupt his talk for us. By bad luck, his topic was morality -- exactly the subject I least wanted to hear about. It probably wasn't that much of a coincidence actually since it seemed like this was a subject they were always harping about. By "morality" of course they meant sex, and how young people shouldn't be having it.
The speaker was explaining the importance of not getting too serious about one person when you're too young. He talked about how when you're sixteen and old enough to date, you should go mostly on double dates with a variety of people and do clean, wholesome activities like miniature golf. He explained how this was the best way to avoid being tempted while dating to do the things we shouldn't be doing.
This was really the last message in the world I wanted to hear. All I wanted was to date Walter seriously and exclusively and perhaps maybe do a few of the things we weren't supposed to be doing. I certainly had no interest in waiting until I turned sixteen and then going on a bunch of double-dates with a series of random guys I cared nothing about doing some nonsense like playing miniature golf.
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