So it’s pretty obvious what you’re thinking, I’ve seen that same look hundreds of times before. It’s written all over your face, that glazed over distracted smile, that slight yet uncomfortable nod. You’re attempting to decide what can possibly be wrong with me, what bad detour of life did fate pass me.
At the very least, you wonder what I did that was so misleading. These are the questions which you ask yourself the very instance you discover that I’m single, or divorced, without children.
But I haven’t even met …