She was flirting all the time. On the Wednesday before we were to get together I mentioned that I'd never bought any condoms. She laughed and said tha... she was on the pill and that everything would be ok. Thursday arrived and I got in so much trouble during the day because I was making so many mistakes and kept dropping plates. Finally I was at her front door, Margaret opened it and had on a lovely yellow summer dress. She could see I was nervous and took me into her front room and we sat down. But I met this black girl in the next town over. We chatted back and fourth for a few weeks, things seemed to be going good. She was a little on the chubby side, which was fine with me, we seemed to be into the same things, and seemed to hit it off. So after some talking, we agreed on a meeting place which will remain out of the story for private purposes. It started out awkward as hell, as you can imagine with two strangers meeting. Not only were we different colors, but at the time I was I. " He took a hold of Patty's hand and led her into the lounge. "How about a drink."She glanced down at her watch, 3:30 p.m., "Sure, why not." What would you like?" Hummm, a white wine would be nice." She watched as he opened the small bar fridge, spotted an opened bottle of Chablis and poured her a glass. "Are the drinks here free? I mean I don't see anywhere to pay for them."He chuckled at her question. "Oh they're free alright, but club dues are four hundred dollars a year, so they get their. Your wife died and you saw the accident. That was a serious shock to your system and then you had the Stress Cardiomyopathy. You had some underlying problems that I will get to in a minute, but first, do you have any questions?"Taking a drink of water I asked, "What about my daughter?" We got hold of her right away and she will be here later tonight."I nodded, but didn't say anything."Next are the funeral services. I understand everything is set up for the day after tomorrow, Friday. I see you.