My mother doesn’t trust anyone.
She thinks that every boy who asks me out, has an alternative motive.
She doesn’t realize they may savor me because I have a nice personality, and I make people laugh. Maybe some of them think I’m pretty, but no all of them want to date me because my dad owns the local Heating and Air Conditioning dealer. When I graduated high university, I took Heating and Air Conditioning classes at the local university. I used my mom’s maiden name when I was in class, so no one knew my last name, and connected it to my dad. I met the sweetest guy there, and every one of us ended up working at the same Heating and Air Conditioning dealer. For three years, every one of us dated and talked about our futures in the Heating and Air Conditioning dealer, and for us. When I took him beach house to meet my parents, my mom pulled me aside. She asked if told him I was the child of the Heating and Air Conditioning dealer owner. I told her no, and she got irritated. She told me he was a keeper, and if he knew my dad owned the Heating and Air Conditioning dealer, he would want to marry me. I didn’t want someone to want me for who my dad is. I wanted him to want me because of who I am. When my dad came into the room, my guy knew who he was. He said his dad worked for him, and told him who he was. He then asked for my hand in marriage. I asked him if he asked because of who dad was? He frowned and pulled a ring out of coat. He said he had this long before he met my dad.