It's mostly over and the the ladies have been patient and mostly, quite genuine. There is only one more.
Her name is Chandler.
"After Patsy passed, I was not fit for human consumption. One day, as I was trying to read a book on a bench on the square, a nice girl set next to me. After polite hellos, I tried to return to reading. Then she turned and simply asked....."Do you still love her?"
After I replied, she did a wonderful and marvelous thing. She put her head on my lap and went fast asleep. Her name was Chandler.
The next morning arrived with I thought was a thunderclap. She shook her head and said "No, that's the carnival. Please take me to the inn. I must do lady things and be there on time." I did so, slow elevator and, all and walked home."
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