Two sharp blows that had left her alone in her late 50s. His cancer took him swiftly, before she had time to process what was happening.
The profiles were fake as well, carefully crafted to match your interests.
Now she was all by herself in a house secluded at the end of a long gravel driveway. At first, she just tiptoed around the many dating sites, window-shopping in this peculiar new marketplace. It wasn't until the fall that Amy was ready to dive in.
Later, when she puzzled over their relationship, she'd remember this. That had been a fateful move; it made everything easier for him. After the funeral, a grief counselor told her to make no sudden changes in her life for at least a year, and she followed that advice.
An exotic stranger needs help, and you’re the only one able to provide it.
On any given day, a handful of those pleas still file into your email’s spam folder.