It Started Innocently
a lonely man meets his new neighbour
I was walking down the path from the grocery store to where I had parked my boat. After losing my job to another company restructure, I was living off my severance pay and spending as much time at the cottage as I could. After all, when was I going to get an opportunity like this again? My wife’s income was making it easier for me to not look for a job, but kept her in the city all week. So here I was at 46, living the dr...