Well, Jack, I married my ex-husband also at the age of eighteen. In my case, I had to, as I was pregnant with Diane at the time. Like you, he was an o...der man in his thirties. Diane was born and I doted on her, then my husband died in a horrible car accident. He left me not penniless but certainly not living in the lap of luxury. He had left me the house but almost no cash.” “As a result, I was forced to work to make ends meet and support Diane and myself. Wanting the best for her, I managed to. I waited up for her to home and Linda expected her to get home about 10 or 11. When I hadnt heard from her by 12 I called her. She answer and sounded short of breath and drunk. She said she was just leaving the hotel. When she eventually got home she was drunk and didnt say much of what happened and she just crashed. Being very horny and very pissed I decided to have a snoop thro her phone and I was shocked to see that they had swapped numbers and what ever happened she told him it cam never. A mother substitute and my own personal confession booth. A none judgemental friend whom I loved dearly and whose advice always made sense even if I didn't always agree with it.I grabbed a banana and spoon as she sat back in her chair nibbling on a cream bun. The woman was just so very French in both her attitude, manner, and outlook on life in the big A. But even she wasn't immune to the simple pleasures of office gossip and I could tell she was just bursting to ask me about my latest. “When you knew Jerry Truesdale. How’d you two meet, by the way?”He tells that each of them played in sports against the other school, football, basketball, baseball, and came to know each other in that way and became friends.“We hung out together a lot,” he says. “That was before, well, before I went on and made it and he kind of busted and got sour about it. He kept hitting me up for loans, and he was slow about paying back, and it got to a point where I turned him down flat and he got really.