“My husband and I, we went to Boston,” Ty went on, picking up his hand and flashing the silver ring on his finger casually. The lie came shockingly easily to him. Del’s eyes flickered up to him, obviously surprised.
Everyone in the room turned to look at Zane. “Ah, yes,” he drawled wryly as he felt their eyes on him. “He’s a sucker for red roses and opera.”
Perrimore and Lassiter snorted at him while McCoy chuckled and shook his head. “If there was baseball and Guinness involved, I’d half believe it,” McCoy muttered.
Zane rolled his eyes and turned his attention back to the window.
I can’t help but laugh at parents who think that they understand the extent of what there is out there on the internet. As someone who grew up with it (I’m in my 20’s) I think I can probably say that I have seen more pornography as a child than many readers over the age of 40 will in their entire lives.
And to be honest, porn is probably among the tamer things I’ve seen. I’ve seen countless deaths (murder, suicide, illness, a variety of accidents, even an assassination or two), gore, violence, medical oddities (maggot therapy being a recent example), etc.. I’ve seen people burned alive, in protest, in punishment, and in jest.
And I’m not out of the ordinary for people my age. If you want to talk to your kids about the internet, know that they will probably see more than you ever will, and that’s okay. As long as you help you kids understand the difference between reality and fiction (mostly for porn) and how to cope with the fact that people can be monsters to each other (mostly for the violence), they’ll be fine.