I am so annoyed right now. My mother is on a plane to Philadelphia as I write because she thinks I need some parental supervision. Like Aunt Lu isn’t providing that? My mother called Mrs. Anderson and discussed my relationship with Josh with her! She thinks things are moving too fast and that we need to cool things off and take things slowly.

All of this because Aunt Lu came downstairs last night and caught Josh and I kissing on the couch. It’s not like we were in my bedroom, or rolling around naked! We were kissing for Pete’s sake. Grrr… But Aunt Lu said that it looked “pretty intense” and that I should remember that he’s older and probably more experienced and I don’t want to get into a compromising situation. Like Josh would ever do anything I didn’t want him to. It was all so stupid. She mentioned it to my mom this morning and my mom freaked out over it. Now she’s on her way here.

This morning I stopped by the Anderson’s house to get a ride to work with Josh and it must have been right after my mom called Mrs. Anderson. I heard her lecturing him from outside about how I’m only sixteen and he has to be careful. He was like, “Mom, I’m nineteen. You don’t need to lecture me anymore.” She seemed more annoyed and pointed out again that I’m only sixteen. Josh countered with the fact that I’ll be seventeen in three weeks and that she and Mr. Anderson are five years apart. Mrs. Anderson just ignored him and told him he has to be careful because I’m not where he is, that I’m still in high school and that even though I may seem grown up, I’m still a kid.

Josh walked out of the house then. He knew I heard the conversation and looked embarrassed. He told me that the problem wasn’t between the two of us and that no one could keep us from seeing each other.

I wish it had made me feel better. The fact is that my mom is worried enough about this to fly up here. What if she decides to take me back to Florida with her? It’s going to be hard enough having a New York-Pennsylvania relationship. I don’t see how a New York-Florida relationship is possible. God, I hope she doesn’t take me back to Florida. I don’t think I could survive there…not with my Dad’s drinking…not without Josh...and definitely not without Aunt Lu.