They lived in a veritable mansion, three full floors, the top being a self-contained apartment (kitchen, full bath, bedroom, dining El, and a huge living room). After work, I would drive to her house and take my son home. A year after his death, my wife began training to run a marathon as a fundraiser for the National Leukemia Society in memory of our son. It was when I hired in at Kaeleigh’s office and that fateful flat tire that changed things dramatically. What I would have given to be single and invited, even just once. I dropped her off and went home thinking nothing more of our meeting. Big time. She had known my wife and both my boys for years but had never met me. She only lived 2 blocks away, but it was after midnight. Once Sandy was out of the picture, I went several years again with twice a year, missionary, uninspired sex. The storm passed and we all gathered on her outside deck.
