Recognizing the One

Normally the two lovebirds were always together as if they had their sides glued to each other.

“He went out to play golf with his friends. He left a little earlier,” my mother replied.

“You should learn how to play. Then maybe you can go along with him too,” I suggested.

“That doesn’t sound too bad. I wonder if my back can take it, though,” my mother replied with a laugh.

“I guess you’ll never kn