“They’ll like you, Ben, I promise.” You reassured me as we stood together in front of the door to your parents’ house. I was uneasy since you had told me that your parents were very judgmental, and I had to admit, I was pretty much a softie.

“They shouldn’t be too harsh on you.” You chuckled nervously. “I’ll get onto them if they say stuff, okay?”

I sucked in a sharp breath before you rung the doorbell and stepped back, giving me one last reassuring glance.