You know that you should tell your parents that you voted for her, but it just hasn’t seemed like the right time. It’s not that you’re scared of what they’ll say, your parents have always supported you, but you don’t want to see that quiet disappointment in their eyes. “But she makes ridiculous, unsustainable policies without the logical reasoning skills to back them up. She has attempted to literally cut the legs out from under our police department without clearly understanding what that would mean for the safety of the town. And she is saucy and combative with the press,” they will say. “I mean, a ‘no running’ policy?” your mother will say. “What is that?” You will shake your head. “It’s a no chasing policy, mom.” She will look down. “All the same.” There will be a pregnant pause. “Well, she’s mine, and I love her,” you will say. And then everyone will push the food around their plates in stone silence until someone, probably your dad, changes the subject.
Soon! You’ll tell them soon. Just not tonight. (Thanks for the tip, Octavis.)