I rang the doorbell. Richard Waughrin opened the door.
“Good evening, Mr Waughrin.”
“Kyle, you’ve known me for thirteen years and now you’re going out with my son. I think the time has come for you to call me Richard. Come on in.”
“Thank you . . . Richard.” I couldn’t help but smile; it just felt so weird me calling Kodi’s dad by his first name.
We walked into the living room just as Kodi yelled, “Kyle, can you come up here for a minute.” I walked up the stairs and opened the door on Ko