You look really good.”
His father laughed softly,
“You better listen to your mother Joe; you know how she can get at times.”
Joe grinned and straightened up, much to his mother’s delight,
“Now there, isn’t he just a picture of handsomeness?”
His father shrugged,
“I really don’t know, I prefer women as you know very well.”
She playfully slapped his shoulder and got up, walking over to Joe, she ran her fingertips over his cheeks and smiled,
“You look so grown up, in two years it will be your own night and you will be just as handsome as ever.”
Joe grinned impishly,
“Oh I don’t know, I had this feeling of joining the Emo group at school and stop playing football.”
His mother gently slapped his shoulder,
“Young man you are looking for trouble and I will give it to you.”
Joe embraced his mother, who was of course caught off guard,
“Love you too mom.”
“So how exactly will you get to the prom and back?”
“Maryse said that her father will pick me up and take us both, when we are finished he will bring us back.”
Joe’s dad nodded,
“Well at least you will be home before dawn tomorrow.”
Joe nodded,
“Very certain about that, still got practice tomorrow, so I will have to get some sleep in.”
A car pulled up in front and Joe grinned,
“Well
