I fell hard for Adolpho the exterminator, she told me. He was tall and strapping with dark eyes. I wss 18 and sick of silly boys. When he came to our home on a mouse issue I couldn't take me eyes off him. Afterward, I slipped him my number. Days passed. I only knew his smile indicated he thought me a foolish girl. I was crushed.
Then the phone rang. It was him, asking me to lunch. I was shaking with excitement.
He was so charming, yet forceful. He showed me a book full of photos of dead roaches, over 300 in all, confirmed kills. It placed him 31st on the list of exterminators in the state. He had ambitions to be in the top ten. How could you not love a man like that?
So what happened?
He was killed in a fire.
I'm sorry.
I mourned for a long time. Then gradually, I went on with my life. I'm dating a toe fungus specialist.
How romantic.
Yes, I agree. Love is strange.
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