Two days later, Sarah called her best friend. “What’s the worst that could happen, that’s what you said to me, right?”
“Uh oh,” Karli answered. “What happened?”
“Oh, not much,” Sarah said. “Only twelve unsolicited pictures of complete strangers’ private parts.”
“Ew!” Karli could not help but chuckle. “Why do guys think we’d find that attractive at all?”
“I have no idea,” Sarah murmured, “and those twelve... did I mention that that was just the first hour my profile was active? And I lost count of how many ‘hey baby wanna hook up’ instant messages I got. I’ve deleted my profile already.”
“I’m sorry, hon.”
“Yeah, well, we can definitely draw a big ole line through ‘dating apps.’ What else do you suggest?”
Karli blew out a sigh. “I guess you’re gonna have to meet someone nice at the gr
