the park bench

f o r t y t w o

f o r t y t w o

joanne: happy birthday, love!

lark: they found me.

joanne: w-what?

lark: my parents found me.

joanne: tell me.

lark: i was waiting on a table when my parents and my brother walked in, i freaked out and bolted out the backdoor.

joanne: jesus, do you want to see them?

lark: ...i don't know.

joanne: you don't have to think about it, birthday girl.

lark: wow, it's been a month and a half since we started dating and you're still as gorgeous as ever.

joanne: you didn't expect me to get wrinkles and have a bad back in a month, did you?

lark: you'd still be beautiful in your old age.

joanne: larky, you're twenty.

lark: [laughs] i love you.

joanne: and i love you, too.

lark: i do. i do want to see them.