Two decades ago, Mary’s mom walked out.
A few days later, her dad started drinking. He never stopped.
Mary swore off alcohol. She also decided she’d never have kids, just in case she took after her parents.
A year ago, Mary’s boyfriend dumped her because she didn’t want kids.
Yesterday, for the first time in a year, Mary met someone.
Someone hunky. Someone smart. Someone who made her goofy smile. Someone who sent a shiver up her spine.
Tomorrow she’s going on a first date.
She won’t find out he’s a widower with two kids for at least two more days.