“Never thought I’d share this page of my Journal. But, what the hell – it might be therapeutic.”
Well it happened. I said “Yes” to the Funeral guy. We went on a date – kind of. I’m not telling anyone.
He still doesn’t know I live across the street from the Funeral Home. Instead of picking me up, we met at Adams Rib down the street. The best place for a ‘Getting to know you drink and…Do I still want to Date you Drink.” Kevin knew it was our 1st date and gave me a perfect pour. So far, so good.
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