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I thought he bore a slight resemblance the way he was standing to Mr. She even made me promise to get out and be with people, even telling me I should get married again. Todd worked the east coast part of the country territory from Virginia to Ohio to Maine, traveling for a few days many weeks to visit prospects for the special industrial-grade glass products his company made.

Todd argued, "You know more than you think, besides I would not try to set you up with a person my age. She's nice, and her mother works in my company too. He was a catch – the epitome of tall, dark, and handsome, plus he was well off by way of a great job, had a winning personality, and a wicked sense of humor.

They're both good looking, smart, great jobs, and I'm sure you'd have a nice evening; I was thinking we could team up. You take the mom – a divorcée who is not bitter about it the way some women are; she's full of life, vim, vigor, wit and very pleasant; and I'll take the daughter – Sarah, who is also a gem." I rolled my eyes, "You are really determined to do this – to get me out of this chair and house, aren't you? "Very." Todd crossed his arms across his chest and tried to look powerful and in charge. Edith told me quite specifically not to sit at home. "OK." I said the two syllables precisely and clearly. I could tell he'd been about to protest my reluctance. After college, he'd gotten a job in sales for Gleason Glass Works.

Penny was the mother – Penelope; maybe five or so years younger than me, so late-forties, and she worked as the head of customer service for the eastern states. Sarah was a mechanical engineer, and worked designing the enclosures and frames to hold the heavy glass panes in place in specialty buildings, like Todd's skyscraper. We'll have cocktails there, and then dinner down at the marina driving in Penny's sedan. we'll maybe you'll stay at Penny's overnight, while I go off to Sarah's condo. "I'm not used to women who want to 'do' someone on a first date." I think my late wife and I had gone together for four months before we got truly sexual with each other; of course, that was a long time ago. You are not old, contrary to how you think about yourself.

I was still from an age where women engineers were a rarity. "Well, this is sort of a second date, although you didn't make it to the first one. You've just been on the bench for a couple of years. You don't have to make a long-term commitment in order to have some sexual fun." He grinned at me, and male that I am, I couldn't help but smile back at him.

As for my job, I love it because it's so consuming." The truth was I saw Edith in every little thing in the house and yard. We all loved her dearly and will continue to until we're gone.

We'd been married for almost thirty years before she passed, and I missed her more than anything. She wouldn't want you sitting at home moping and pining away for her, or working twelve to fifteen hour days just to avoid the real world.

We got out, rang the bell, and two gorgeous women let us in the door, with polite hugs and greetings.

Penny was wearing a little black dress that came to just above her knees and spike heels – my favorite.

I hurt to even think about her, but I thought about her all the time. I know she told you to move on with your life after she died." "I know.

I'll try to get motivated." This discussion was not new.

My son rolled his eyes, "Your business contacts don't count in my book. "Well, your mother took such good care of the yard.