I was glad I was in therapy when I met Nancy because I was going to need help figuring her out.
Nancy was thin and had long, blond hair and blue eyes. She had a great figure. She was not gorgeous, but she was a very nice package.
She lived nearby Chesterbrook, and we met at the bar in the Embassy Suites, right in the Chesterbrook complex.
She was true to her picture. She was a bit reticent, but I dragged out that she had never been married and had no kids. She worked as an X-ray technician for Penn Medicine in a nearby office complex.
This was going slowly, and I was disappointed as I was attracted to Nancy, and she seemed like a nice person. I decided not to offer another drink or food, and looking at my watch, I said, “I gotta run, Nancy; I hope that’s OK with you.” She smiled.
I paid the bill and walked her to her car. She took my arm and said, “Thanks for the drink, Frank. I know I am shy and quiet, but I like you and hope I see you again.”
That was all the encouragement I needed. We made plans to see each other on Saturday night.
I made a reservation at the Duling-Kurtz House in Exton, further west in the suburbs.
Nancy had dressed appropriately for a Saturday night date at a quaint country inn, and she looked great. I know she would be impressed by the place, and she was.
We had a nice evening, and she came out of her shell. She enjoyed talking about her job and the people she worked with.
Then we returned to her place, and she invited me in. She put on some music and suggested wine. I accepted, and we took seats on the couch and toasted.
And then we did more than toast, but not THAT. Again, with the makeout. But I thought the relationship was back on track, but I was kidding myself.
We would go into a month-long pattern of on-again, off-again. She would call it off and then call me back apologetically.
The last time I was with her, I said, “Nancy, you are a lovely woman, but at this point in our lives, we are not ready for each other. Let’s part as friends and see what the future brings.”
I hope the future brought Nancy some happiness, but I never heard from her again.