“I don’t know. Maybe this is ridiculous at my age.”
I crossed the kitchen and hugged him.
Dad remained stiff for a moment.
Then he wrapped his arms around me.
“I think Mom would approve,” I said.
“I hope so.”
His voice was quiet.
Soon, he began meeting women.
He told me about each one before the date.
The first was a librarian named Ruth who loved old detective novels.
The second owned a small pie shop.
The third volunteered at an animal rescue center.
A fourth taught music lessons.
A fifth worked as an office manager.
The sixth was a retired physical therapist who enjoyed hiking.