My Sons Gf Version Direct

You asked me what I did for work. Then you asked if I “really saw a future” in that field. You laughed and said you were just teasing. I laughed too. I’ve been laughing like that my whole life — the kind where your ribs ache after, but not from joy.

So next time you look at me across the dinner table, wondering if I’m “the one” — know this: I’m wondering the same thing. About you. About whether this family has room for someone who laughs a little too loud at her own jokes, who cries during car commercials, who loves your son in a language you haven’t learned yet. My Sons GF version

But here’s my version.