By ten o’clock the following morning, Bonnie had cleaned her house from top to bottom and left to right. Since she lived alone, and only had herself to clean up after, it certainly didn’t take long to make sure her house smelled like bleach and lemons.
By noon, she’d gone to the gym and showered. She took extra time curling her hair, as Sam had said on their final date that he really liked it curled. She’d thought things between them had indicated there would be a fifth date. And a sixth. And so many that she’d lose count until he finally asked her to marry him.
Looking back, she realized how foolish she’d been. She hadn’t said anything to him, but men had a way of sensing a serious woman.
She wrapped another piece of hair around the curling iron, her thoughts drifting to and fro. For t
