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She supposed she had the opportunity to meet people when she was in the city, but that would mean having to go out and socialize after work, and really she just wanted to come home and eat pie in front of the telly. And as for meeting someone new in Blexford, people generally moved here to start a family or retire. There was a distinct lack
of eligible bachelors buying up property in the sleepy village.
Kate had to admit that her regime of pajamas, toast, and telly by seven thirty every night was not conducive to establishing a satisfying sex life. And as much as she wanted to meet someone, she was a bit too happy in her own company. Kate had become her own best date.
She smiled to herself; the first coffee of the day was a joy unlike any other.
“Of course,” said Kate. “You must have been terrified.” “I was beside myself,” said Richard. “Not very manly, I know.” “More manly than not being worried,” said Kate. “Men seem to have this idea that showing emotion is a sign of weakness, when really, the opposite is true.”
On the fifth date of Shagmas my true love gave to me, One gay man dancing, One date of drinking, One fireman skating, One vegan weeping
And a no-show outside the Pear Tree!
And Kate could no longer deny that she loved him. As impossible and implausible as that love might be, it was love and there was nothing to be done about it.
