Savannah And Kat’s First Date
“So, you’re going on your first date now, Mom?” she asked, coming into my bedroom with me. “Yes, Lena, I wanted you to meet her first, but she was persistent. She’s just another teacher that started this year, and we just hit it off. I’ve never been with a black woman before either,” I replied, doing my hair. “She knows about me, though, right? Sometimes kids can be a dealbreaker.” “Yes, Kat knows I have an eighteen-year-old daughter, and I’m a widow. So, now I just have to work in all the other weird stuff down the road. She has a daughter too, but I don’t know if she got pregnant in a bedroom or a doctor’s office.” “Okay, Mom, I’m just saying, but you look a little dolled up for a first date. I …