First of all let me say I’ve never had a sister. Not that I’ve never dated a sister, but all my immediate family were boys.
Second let me say I’ve never had a daughter.
I’ve dealt with dads and their concerns about me taking out their daughters.
Third and finally, I understand the emotional
connection between father and daughter. I also understand the young teenage
lust factor. A father was a teenager before and his wife was like his daughter
to another father.
But fathers and mothers are adults and must
face the inevitable of letting their daughter go to another.
Not so much brothers.
A brother, especially an older brother, will
take under his wing his little sister. He will be supportive of her adventures
and listen to heartbreaks. He will keep her secrets and without question buffer
her from parents. He will teach her baseball and not judge that she throws like
a girl.
Even a younger brother has a special bond with
a sister. She may be the one to introduce him to that funny little freckled
girl down the block he was to shy to talk to. She is the shoulder to cry on
when mom is not around. She will help you fold your laundry and tell you the
latest songs you should listen to.
So when you go to the door with flowers in hand
and sweat on your brow, don’t worry about mom or dad. They will ask you a few
questions you can mumble politely through before you remove their daughter to a
dance or approved chaperoned gathering. Remember she is their ‘little girl’.
No, don’t worry about them. You can sweet talk
and fake how responsible you are and what good care you will take with their
precious baby.
Moms and dads can be fooled, but not me. I’m
her brother!
I’m the guy sitting three rows back in the dark
theatre. I’m the guy, two tables down at the dinner. I’m the guy who is in the
shadows of Lookout Point when you arrive.
No matter how soave you think you are and how
you pull the wool over my parent’s eyes, I’m still her brother.
If she comes home crying because you’ve broken
her heart or tried to molest her, you will have to answer to me. And I will be
your worst nightmare.
So before you walk out that door hand-in-hand,
remember she has a brother.
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