“I probably won’t be going to Atlanta,” I say carefully.
“Why not?”
Because I’m not a member of Young Catholic Singles.
“Because even though it doesn’t look good right now, there’s still a super slim chance that the Cooking Channel might pick us for their show. I need to be available whenever they want to start filming. Right?” I say to Brittany, hoping she’ll back me up.
“Oh, yes! Lucy’s right,” she jumps in. “It looks rather bleak, but the situation isn’t totally hopeless.”
Since this makes sense, Mom doesn’t argue. “How about you, Will? Are you going?”
“Actually, I haven’t gone to any of the meetings lately.”
“What? Why not? Oh, Will, you have to go! A young, handsome single man like you? It’s a shame that you’re not putting yourself out there. Isn’t it, George?” She elbows my father.
“Molly, leave the kids alone.”
“When I was Lucy’s age, I used to love going to Young Catholic Singles. It’s how I met your father and look how that turned out!”
“Nowadays they have Tinder,” says Dad.
“Tinder?” Mom frowns. “What’s that?”
“It’s like Uber,” I say, “except instead of getting a ride you get a hookup.”
Will snorts.
“I think it’s sad that both Lucy and Will don’t have anyone in their lives. I can’t remember the last time Lucy went out on a date.”
Good thing my Mom is back in town to make me feel special.
To be fair, it isn’t just me she’s picking at.
“When was the last time you took out a nice girl?” she demands of Will. If this were any other person sitting at our table, Mom would never put them on the spot like this, but since Will is like a second son to her, she has no shame grilling him the same way she does me.
Sebastian grins. “As opposed to a not nice girl?”
“Be quiet, you,” Mom warns. “Well?” she persists.
Will looks as uncomfortable as we all feel right now.
“What about you, Brittany?” Mom asks. “Surely you have to be seeing someone.”
Brittany delicately lays down her napkin. “Will took me to dinner last week.”
Mom’s face lights up. “What! Why didn’t you say so? George, did you hear? Will and Brittany are dating!”
“I’m not deaf, Molly.” Dad gives them both a pitying look.
Will clears his throat. “It was just one date. But we had a nice time. Um, didn’t we?”
“Oh, yes! We had a great time!” Brittany says, beaming at Will.
Huh. Brittany is telling the truth. At least, in her view, the date was a success.
“There you go!” Mom slaps her hands together like it’s a done deal. “Now we just have to find someone for Lucy.”
I can’t stand this anymore. Before I can stop myself, I say, “I’m kind of seeing someone too.”