As the days turned into weeks, which turned into months, I became disheartened about dating. Even if Martin did not set my heart aflutter, he at least was mine. Maybe I should have not called the wedding off. I could be coming off my honeymoon right now instead of crawling into a cold bed, alone. Whenever I started feeling down, Danita and Karen always brought me back to reality.
“Girl, you are not going to believe what happened today at work. This lady got dumped in the delivery room,” Danita said as we sat in Karen’s living room.
Since going out every weekend did not jive with having nothing extra in the bank, we came up with the idea of holding movie nights at each other’s places and the host would pick the theme. Since it was Veteran’s Day and Karen’s father and sister were veterans,
