Dear Readers, We've all dated that person who might have been the one, but things happened and it was over. Brian, my fake name for the most laid-back guy, was fun, although he often called me drunk after "honky-tonking" with his buddies. We flirted on the dating app, Elite, and swore to meet one fine weekend on my home turf of Los Angeles. He said he was a widower and I asked how long? He confessed his wife had severe dementia and didn't know who he was. He felt like a widower although technically not. He always had excuses why we couldn’t meet, so after a few months, I just mañana-ed until the relationship slipped off my radar. Then a year later, a text:
Brian: Hi, hun, It's been awhile. I thought of you last night as I drove through L.A.... I've decided to sell my house, put my wife in a home, and roll the dice... Can we try again?
Replying "no" came to mind, but I decided to sleep on it and reply mañana. Brian (Chapter 20) was not the only one during my five-year on-line dating spree that circled back years later to try again, but hey! it didn't work the first time, why fail twice? For other tales of woe and wonder, check out my debut book: Cyber Frogs And Princes: A Sex Manual Of On-Line Dating After 50 by Suze Q, available on Amazon, Google Books, and Walmart. Whoo-hoo! S-Q.
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