Since I had lived in that house for three years, I figured I owed them at least that much, so I went. It turned out Sharon had brought her cousin along, and she pulled me over to sit next to him, then said with a gentle smile, "Hazel, this is my cousin, Oscar Nash, and he is an honest, dependable man without a girlfriend. I have heard about your family situation and how tough it has been for you on your own, so if you ended up with him, at least you would have someone to settle down with."
Then, she turned to him and asked, "Oscar, what do you think of Ms. Jenson?"
Oscar stared at me with such a fixed gaze that he seemed to have forgotten everything else, and he only came back to his senses when Sharon spoke to him, after which he said eagerly, "Ms. Jenson is so beautiful, I would be mor
