At 6, I Promised My Best Friend with Down Syndrome We’d Go to Prom Together – 12 Years Later, Mom Said I Could Go with Him Only on One Condition

serious.”

Her voice sounded strange.

“Okay…” I actually laughed. “Let me guess. Midnight?”

“No.”

“Eleven-thirty?”

“Christina.”

The fact that she used my full name wiped the smile off my face.

Mom’s hands were trembling.

Her voice sounded strange.

“You have to hear something first.”

“About what, Mom?”

Her eyes flicked toward the closed bedroom door.

“About Noah.”

My heart pounded.

“What about him?”

“And about me.”

She sat on the edge of my bed.

“What about him?”