Behind the Scenes of “Don’t Date the Haunted,” Chapter 8

I didn’t know what to say. Sorry, your customs confuse me? Sorry I’m such a terrible date? Sorry, this is my first date since my fiancé died? Yeah, that would kick the distress level up a notch.

“Don’t Date the Haunted,” chapter 8

Before we get into the awkwardness of Pansy’s first date since her fiancé died, I should warn you that this is CHAPTER EIGHT. If you don’t know who Pansy is, how her fiancé died, and why she’s going on a blind date, go read “Don’t Date the Haunted!”
I’ll even make it easy and give you the Amazon link >>>

Alright, supposing you’ve read at least up to chapter eight, let’s move on.

As mentioned in the Behind the Scenes of Chapter Six, I didn’t date a lot. I think I went on a total of eleven first dates (four of which were blind), and only four boys went for a second date. However, I’ve lived with people who dated a lot. Two of my siblings went on three dates (with 3 different people) in a single day. My roommates were asked on dates by people they didn’t even know, and one made an insane goal to go on one-hundred dates in one year. I joked that even my mom’s dating life was more active than mine.
Whatever, I’m married now and never going back. Sorry, Luv, but you’re stuck with me.