I don't dare order anything."I reached out, and pulled the menu from her hands, which unfortunately revealed her cleavage, and I had to look away befo...re I got caught staring. "Then I will order for my beautiful date, tonight." She tried to protest, but I wasn't going to have it. When the waiter came and took our order (and stare at my mom), she complained again. "I saw that on the menu. That is too expensive, son. And the champagne? Son, I know you can't afford this." She looked around at those. “Thank you,” I said.I stood there and looked at Laura. She began to look uncomfortable – shifting from one foot to another.I realized they were waiting for me to say something else. I didn’t know what to say. Then I recalled all those speeches from Dad as he played peacemaker between Tara and me.“I’m glad you came today,” I said to Laura. “And I appreciate what you’ve said. It’s time to put all of that stuff behind us now and move on.”Laura appeared to relax a little. She looked at me through. Airport security annoyed him a little, especially when it got around to taking off his shoes and walking across the dirty floor in his socks—can’t they at least keep it mopped?—but he just soldiered on the way he always does and off we went.It was about like it had been so long ago with the car; he loved it. I’d made sure he got the window seat, and he was fascinated looking out at the dwindling landscape below.Until we got into the cloud layer and above, anyhow. That made him a little nervous.. Who doesn’t have their idiosyncrasies? Sara kept insisting I was a good catch, so I couldn’t help but be flattered when such a voluptuous girls says that about a nerdy guy like me.And as her new husband, a guy’s ego can’t help but be boosted to know his wife is so jealous of him, she desires him to stay home and not be exposed to predatory females who might take advantage of me. However, while I appreciate her desire to protect me from such temptations, I am concerned about her unending list.