Naive *Ongoing*

The problem?

OMA'S POV
At dinner Aunt Marylin decided to start a little chit chat and of all subjects to pick from she chose me .....

"So oma met some guy today ehmmmm... Soda guy she didn't get his name but totally gave him her number , sounds like a kick start of a romantic novel right Devon?".

I shouldn't have trusted her with a secret and mentally took note , to never tell her something this confidential....

"Sounds dumb to me , and if you ask me he definitely has poor taste " which earned him a smack from Aunt Marylin, trust him to say something hurtful , I wasn't a little girl anymore, I wasn't gonna cry, I wasn't gonna let him get to me, I chanted over and over in my head.

"I'm quite tired , so am going to bed goodnight mum" he said placing a kiss on her head and totally not acknowledging me .......

After dinner was done, I cleared the table and did the dishes after having a fight with Aunt Marylin
On her helping out , I could totally handle it , plus she made dinner alone...

I made my way up the stairs to my room when I heard hushed whispers , this is supposed to be the point where I walk away but I was way too nosey for that .

"You have to tell her , she could be of help" aunt Marylin said

"How does that solve the problem?" He replied

"I don't know but all I know , is you could trust her"....

I went to bed totally forgetting about their conversation .......