The Truth Behind the Door

I have a 14-year old daughter. She is dating a boy who is 14, too. He is very well-mannered, a nice guy. Every Sunday, he comes to our place…

and my daughter and he spend the entire day in her room.

I don’t want to disturb them, but one Sunday I thought: “We live in the 21st century.

Kids are growing faster nowadays.

What if they are making their own kids there?!”

So I ran to her room, I opened up the door, the lamp was dimmed,

I heard them talking. I come into the room looking like “I got you,” and you know what I see?

My daughter is sitting in the armchair knitting a scarf and the boy is lying on the couch and reading out loud.

The only thing I could say was: “Would you like some tea?..”

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