And then the real insult...she hadn't told me.
I woke her sick head up and demanded an explanation,
Wake up! There is a note, in your writing that says "we kissed"
Half asleep: it was a dream. (her eye rolling was somehow vocal)
Oh, cause if you had a real first kiss and didn't tell me you'd be S.O.L
I know Mom (rolls over, pulls cover over her head, resumes sick sleep)
That was a close call. I am so not ready for this.