After the kiss was over, Trevor gently pushed a loose strand of Mirand'a hair back behind her head. "Miranda," he whispered, "tomorrow morning I want to ask your dad for permission to court you."
Miranda smiled, held onto Trevor's arm, and snuggled on his shoulder. She sighed happily. Trevor kissed her forehead. "I know Dad will absolutely love the idea," Miranda said.
"I hope he does, because I absolutely love his daughter," Trevor said, kissing her on the forehead again. Then a thought occurred to him. "Do you still have those butterscotch cookies in the kitchen?"
Miranda nodded. "We've saved all of them for you."
"Great!" Trevor said. "Would you join me in eating them?"
Miranda nodded, and Trevor took her hand and they went into the kitchen and ate up all the cookies.
The next morning as Richard was sitting in the living room on the armchair reading the newspaper, Trevor and Miranda came into the living room and sat on the couch. "Richard, can I talk to you?" Trevor asked.
Richard looked up from his newspaper. "Good morning, kids. Sure, you can talk to me, Trevor. What's up?"
Trevor moistened his lip. "Well, sir, you know how my parents divorced?"
"I was afraid to fall in love after they divorced, because I was afraid that if my parents couldn't stay together after having been married for twenty years, then I had no hope with a woman." He took Miranda's hand. "But that's all changed and I've fallen in love." Trevor could see Richard start to look like a man who was about to lose his baby girl. "Sir, next to Jesus, your daughter's the most important thing in my life. It would mean a lot to me if I had your permission to court her."
Tears of joy came to Richard's eyes. He walked over to Trevor and embraced him. "Yes, you have my blessing," he said.
Miranda was so happy she threw her arms around her father.
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