Tag: puberty

“Boys that age get a little carried away”

I muster up Miss Brave. “Daddy? Can an almost twelve-year-old have a friend that’s almost fourteen?” “Of course, Sugar Pea.” “Even if it’s a boy?” Daddy sighs and creases his forehead. He places both hands on my shoulders. The pressure feels like serious is… Continue Reading ““Boys that age get a little carried away””