Max:What happened this week?
Hmm.I don’t want to tell him that this thing between us had me a bit twisted up, especially since I’m feeling my post-workout buzz.I don’t want to bring myself down.
And these sorts of hesitations are different when you’re texting than when you’re face to face.A little pause isn’t a big deal.
Me:oh just busier than usual at work.
As soon as I type that, I get another text message, but it’s not from Max.
Freddie:You should come out for a visit sometime.
Me:You want me to come with Mom and Dad?
Freddie:No, it’ll be more fun if you visit by yourself.
I consider it.I haven’t gotten on a plane since 2019, and I only visited Freddie out west once, a number of years ago.It could be fun, and I’d like to get to know my brother better, away from the rest of the family.
Me:I’ll check my schedule and see if I can make it there in the next few months.
Me:When does ski/snowboard season start?
Freddie:Late November
Freddie:So what’s happening with Max?
Me:you’re as bad as Mom
Freddie:nah, I’m just curious.I won’t ask if you’re marrying him or make comments about your age.
Me:you better not
A moment later, I get a text from my father.
Dad:Our wifi isn’t working.
One of the joys of adulthood—not—is playing tech support for your parents.Mind you, that happened even before I was an adult.
My post-workout glow is starting to evaporate.Yep, so much for a relaxing evening.I’m very popular tonight, it seems.
I return to my conversation with Max.
Me:My dad’s having trouble with their wifi, so I better start troubleshooting that.
Max:You have my condolences.I’ll make sure you have more fun tomorrow night.
Me:Will you make me polish your silverware?
Max:Yes
Me:And by polish your silverware, do you mean…
Max:I mean precisely what I wrote, Kimberly.
I actually giggle, the sound filling my quiet apartment, and feel slightly less apprehensive about trying to solve my parents’ tech problems.
Yes, I’m rather looking forward to seeing Max Mok again.
And by that, I mean I’m very much looking forward to it.