She was young enough to be my daughter

Finally after six months I knew that I had to find somewhere to donate my wife’s clothes. I thought about giving them to the Salvation Army, but my daughter suggested that her work clothes might be put to better use if they were donated to the local women’s shelter to provide professional looking clothing for women to wear to job interviews. By the time all was said and done, we ended up with six bags of clothes for the Salvation Army and four bags for the women’s shelter. My daughter said she would call her friend Jenny, who volunteered there, to make arrangements so I could drop the clothes off, The shelter was a bit leery about men just showing up unannounced since most of their clients were escaping from abusive situations. I remembered Jenny from when my kids were in school. She was a fairly tall brunette with a bubbly personality and really large breasts. I know, I know, I should’ve remembered her for more than that, but being a male, that was what was burned in my memory. I saw her a couple of times in the twenty years since her high school graduation, but her unrequited lust for my son caused her to drift apart from my family.

My daughter called to tell me that I could drop off the clothes on Saturday morning and that Jenny would meet me there. I loaded up the car and arrived at the arranged time. When Jenny opened the door, she threw her arms around me and squashed those soft pillows against my chest.

“Poppa Prescott” she exclaimed.

Most of my children’s friends had referred to my wife and I as Poppa and Momma Prescott since we would often act as chaperons when the kids went somewhere that other parents wouldn’t allow their children to go unaccompanied.

“I was so sorry to hear about Momma Prescott, you guys were always so much cooler than the other parents. I don’t usually read the local paper, so I didn’t know about the memorial service until after it happened.”

“Thank you, Jenny. I’m sorry about you not hearing about it until later, but those arrangements I left up to the kids since I wasn’t really too stable at that time.”

“I understand” she replied. “So how are you doing now?

“I’m doing pretty well, the good days far outnumber the bad. Between work, the Rocky and learning to do the household chores I never had to do before, I manage to keep busy. Nights get a bit lonely, but I’ve started volunteering, so that helps.”

“Where are you volunteering?”

“At the Bijou. I work the front door scanning tickets usually, but occasionally doing other things as well. It gets me out of the house and gives me a chance to interact with other people. Then when I’m done, I usually stop at either the Main Street Grill or The Pub for a beer before heading home. Who knows, maybe one of these nights I’ll even get lucky.” I answered with a chuckle.

Jenny laughed “I’m surprised there’s not a line of women around the block already. Hearing that there’s a single man on his own is like blood in the water to a shark.”

“Well, I kept my wedding ring on until recently to act as shark repellent. I needed time to process everything. And what about you? Not married or at least living in sin with some guy?” I queried with a grin.

“No, I’m just working selling insurance. It pays the bills and since I inherited my mother’s house when she passed, I’m able to live quite well on what I earn. I did almost got married a couple of times, but I thought better of it once and the other time he got cold feet, so I guess I’m doomed to be a cougar spinster. I understand what you’re saying about the nighttime loneliness, though.”

By :Kozmic Kowboy

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