When my husband went shopping at our local used bookstore I stayed home with our daughter. I told him I already had too much on my reading list, but the truth was that I wanted a private word.
I plopped down on the couch next to Cassie and stared at her while she surfed on her phone. She kept at it for almost three minutes, pretending like she didn't notice me making manic eyes. Eventually she put her phone aside.
"Yes, Mom? You were saying?"
"Well, since you asked..." I flipped around and leaned back into her, throwing my feet up over the armrest. "I've been in such a mood for gossip, I just don't know what I'll do!" I turned to give her my pleading eyes. "Won't you help a poor soul in need?"
"You want gossip?"
"Yes, but there's a twist!" I sat up. "That poor soul, the one you refused?" I looked back over my shoulder "All along, she was your mother!"
"I can give you gossip."
"We used to be so close!"
"I said there's no problem-"
"Just a little! Please!"
"Mom!" she shouted, then composed herself. "Was there anything particular you were wondering?"
"Again, I hate to intrude, but since you offer..."
I stood up and paced the room, musing to myself. Cassie is high school senior, but bless her heart she has the patience of a saint. She lets her silly mom tease and play, and I don't know what I'd do without her.
I stopped. "Do you know who Devin's seeing?"
"'Devin' Devin? No, we don't really talk about that stuff. And anyway, I'm afraid that's off-limits."
"What? Why?"
"Sibling rules. If he told me, it's in the highest confidence."
"I think mom rules trump sibling rules."
"A mother's love trumps all rules, but every mother wants her kids to look out for each other. Thus mom rule upholds sibling rules. It's really a 'can God make a rock that even God can't move' conundrum."
Damn, that's good. "That make no sense!" I said.
Cassie laughed and climbed up off the couch. She walked back towards the kitchen and I followed, trying to think of better tactics.
Cassie opened the fridge and started sifting. "I was watching this video online... yesterday?" she said. "It was dialect coaches critiquing actor performances in movies. Like, playing historical characters? They were pretty cool. Also, I found more movies I need to watch. But-"
"Do you think Devin's cute."
Cassie froze, then turned to face me, her eyebrows hitting her hairline. "Cute? Like, attractive?"
"Like, would you date him? I he weren't your brother."
She made a face of restrained amusement. "I've heard him get lots of compliments before. All my friends think he's fine, everyone from school was always into him..."
"Yeah, but what about you? Do you think he's cute?"
She grinned. "Well, he looks kinda like me. So I think he's 'super-fine'!"
"If he weren't your brother, would you date him?"
"If he weren't your son, would you?"
"I'm married."
"If you weren't?"
"He's too young."
"Do you want me to date Devin?"
"Do you want to?"
"If he weren't my brother?"
"Or if he were?"
Cassie paused. She looked lost for words. "Mom, do you think I have a crush on Devin?"
I paused too. "I think... maybe. Do you?"
"Wow!" She turned, to pace a circle before coming back to throw her hands up again and say "Wow! Mom, what the... What! Why? Why? Seriously, why?!"
"So is that a no?"
"It's a big NO! How can you even ask that?"
