Brenda's Story

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..her name was Brenda, and as I recall she was in her early forties, divorced, with four smart energetic children, in a large wood frame house. In the year 2000 or so she was a substitute teacher, and, like almost every other singel adult at the time, was a member of America On Line. For those were the days, late 20th early 21st century, of the aol chatroom. American On line dominated the ISP industry, with 20 million members and growing, with what seemed like billions of chatrooms, frequented by seemingly millions of people. I met Brenda in one of these.

Amid the hubbab it was obvious a lot of men were interested in her, and theat she could have her pick. Nonetheless, she was willing to develop a platon friendship with me, and it was every whit worth it to me, because of her intelligence and great personality. 

Her problem was that thy guy in Kentucky with whom she was in love had vanished on her. Or not exactly vanished; she kinda knew what was going on with him, but was, to say the least, most vexed by it.

It seemed that he, a robust construction man, had a manic depressive condition, had fallen off his medication, was basically doing nothing but staying in bed, and was for the most part refusing contact with Brenda, and had been doing so for several weeks. Brenda was devastated.

I kept asking her questions, and found out that Brenda and Mike had met several months previous, fallen in love, and made several trips to visit and spend time with each other. They were planning to marry. Then, suddenly, this...

But I kpet listening, and the more Brenda told me about the relationship, about MIke, and about the current situation, and more I became convinced that there shouldn't be any problem.

Brenda thought all was lost, and was despondant. But I knew better, I knew there was hope... in fact, I knew there was more than hope, there was a sure fire way to reel in ole Mike...