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Thrice Rescued

... simply said, "I'm a widower. My wife died a little over a year ago."

"I'm so sorry. I know how painful that is. My husband was a helicopter pilot in Iraq. He was killed in action about two years ago."

"Now it's my turn to say I'm sorry. I spent two tours in the sandbox as a Marine. I lost several friends over there. It hurts to lose anyone, but especially a spouse."

Having realized that my new neighbor was a widow caused me to take a more careful look at her. She was a pretty woman, probably a year or two younger than me, with an attractive face and a nice body. She carried a few extra pounds, but they were distributed mostly to her hips and chest, giving her an hourglass figure that I found quite sexy. Carol and I ended up talking for almost two hours. Once the children were fed, we did the dishes together, then sat at the kitchen table with a glass of wine and learned more about each other.

Carol was a librarian and had moved here to be closer to her family, allowing Teddy to have a better relationship with his grandparents, who also were available to provide additional childcare support. I told Carol that I'd grown up in foster care and had moved back to the area after my Marine Corps experience and college because my wife had been offered a great job with a big four accounting firm. I'd followed her because I could get a teaching job locally easier than she could find a comparable offer elsewhere. Besides, my last set of foster parents, whom I considered my ...

... parents, lived nearby.

The kids were clearly getting tired, so we decided to call it a day. Before she left, I told Carol about Maria and added that I'd be glad to watch Teddy anytime if she needed someone on short notice. My teaching job left me free all summer and I was usually home by 4:00 PM most days during the school year. Maria was generally here from 7:00 AM until I got home during the week. Carol seemed delighted with the offer, as her schedule included working one evening a week until 8:00 PM. With that settled, Carol and Teddy left for their house, and I began the process of bath and story time before kissing Violet and Samuel goodnight.

I had sensed a bit of a spark between Carol and me, but I was still adjusting to my loss of Vera. I wasn't ready to jump into another relationship, particularly given how my marriage to Vera had ended. But it had been five years since I'd been with a woman and my little head had begun to show signs of interest as my conversation with Carol had continued. She'd given no signs of similar interest, but then her loss of a husband was far more recent than Vera's disappearance. I would wait and see what developed.

Over the next few months, Carol's family and mine slowly began to merge. Teddy became a fixture in our back yard as well as Violet's best friend in her kindergarten class. I popped over on several occasions to take care of small household repairs that Carol couldn't handle. We had dinner together with the children at ...