I stay single until Christmas of the following year and meet Elias Eberhard James at a Christmas party. Elias blows my world apart. He’s six-four and about as thin as a pitchfork. His eyes are as dark as the devil’s, and he doesn’t really have any lips. He’s darkly handsome in a sexy way that causes me to stare at him during the party. I’m drawn to him like no other man during the year of 2015. I want to say he looks like a young version of Keanu Reeves, except he’s more alluring and magnetic. We talk for three hours at the party and I learn that he used to be Amish but had been ex-communicated for approximately eight months. He makes a living by working for the electric company, which I find ironic. Following the party, we don’t go back to either of our places together and bang boots. Ins
