Bad Liar
"Yes, mum, we don't need to go through the sex talk again."
"Agreed," I say, looking sour. "The first time was bad enough."
Horrible images of mum holding up a condom and banana fill my mind. Finn and I meet eyes, obviously thinking the same thing. All three of us burst out laughing at the memory, even though none of us were laughing at the time.
"Well, I wanted to make sure you knew how to do it," she giggles and wipes her eyes.
"Please stop," I breathe, slapping my hand on the table as I try to control my laughter.