Ground rules
Mom had a date! That doesn't happen very often! And on Thanksgiving evening! They were going to the theatre and wouldn't be home until after midnight. A text from Sam: at Carly's. come over? Cool!
Sam answers the door, and gives me a quick kiss. This is very cool! Then I notice about a pound of candy wrappers on the coffee table…
"Was that your Thanksgiving dinner, Sam?"
"Yep, that's it. Not bad, huh."
Hmmm, yeah, that's bad, that sucks. "Got room left for some turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, gravy, and ham?"
Her face lit up! I led her across the hall to my apartment, and started getting out the leftovers. Within ten minutes she was sitting at the kitchen table with a plate heaped with steaming portions of everything.
"Sam, I apologize." Too much chewing going on for an answer, but I did get a raised eyebrow.
"Look, if were going to be this couple thing, you know, together, then I have to know when you need something."
Another raised eyebrow.
"You didn't get dinner, lunch, heck breakfast for all I know. I should have known this. This whole together thing means we have to look out for each other. That's part of what it's all about, I guess."
Still too much chewing for an answer, but she put her knife down, took my hand and gave it a little squeeze.