She’d already planned to spend Thanksgiving with his family, making Halloween our only chance to meet before Christmas.
They arrived shortly after 6:00 p.m.
Emma wore a purple witch costume, while Tyler was dressed as a frightening clown, with white makeup, dark circles around his eyes, and an exaggerated red mouth.
Despite the costume, he seemed perfectly pleasant.
He shook my hand, complimented the decorations, and helped carry food to the party. We talked about his computer science major, football, golf, and the dog he’d grown up with.
He was polite and attentive.
When Emma became uncomfortable in the crowded living room, he noticed and suggested they step outside.
Watching them laugh together on the porch, I felt relieved.
My daughter had finally found someone who made her feel secure.
After the party, they returned to my house to spend the night before driving back to campus.
Emma went upstairs to change while Tyler lingered near the downstairs bathroom.
