Every Woman My Widowed Father Dated Vanished Overnight—So I Asked My Best Friend to Go Out With Him.

“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.

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