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Our lunch date couldn't have gone better for me. I learned plenty of things about Josh, some that made me feel good and some that made me question the type of person he was. He said he wasn't bad, but he wasn't normal.
I was still questioning that as I made my way to get another lunch date I planned. I had asked him about his family. He told me about his mother and his father and very little about his sister.
The conversation became kind of stilted when I tried to dig more into her. He seemed to get uncomfortable and it made me wonder what it was about his sister that made him draw into himself.
He told me the basics. She was a widow. Her husband died about a year and some odd months after they got married. She was banished with her baby and lived in Atlanta instead of the little c
