He seemed surprised when I declined a third meeting. Worse, in my inexperience, I agreed to a second date after he promised to do better but he again spent our time acting like I was his therapist. My first date as a widow was with a handsome mortgage broker who wrote great emails, but couldn’t stop lamenting about his past loves once we finally met in person.
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