1976-somewhere

You're not having much luck getting a date these days. I mean people are always "looking for themselves" or label themselves as "free spirits". Not what you personally dig in a partner. So you sign yourself up with this dating group and they send you a couple papers on guys based off your preferences and one seems to strike your fancy.

He's 5'5 (or so he says) AND divorced 3 times. Oh yeah you struck gold.

You decide to call him up and set a date. The phone call only lasted half of your day, but you couldnt tell, if someone asked you to say how long you talked on the phone youd probably say twenty minutes.

Couple days later in the week you wait at the park you two agree to meet at. You fidget with your necklace anxiously. Shaking with excitement you see him walk up to the bench youre sat at. Quickly you look away and try to look as if you were sooo blasé.