 | kamylienne (77)
10/10/2005 |  . . . wow. You'd be a case study. Great.
Actually, I start wondering if my old aquaintance will eventually be on "New Detectives" or "FBI Files" on the Discovery Channel, showing the forensic evidence and other bits of proof that police will find.
His story is a sad one. He was (and, when I last saw him, still was) desperately in love with another one of my friends. She, however, was married to my college buddy (and that's how I know all of them). Distraught, he started dating some other girl.
She never really seemed to like him much. If he even laughed or smiled at a joke she didn't like, she'd give him a swift smack across the top of his head (and, as delicate as he was, I was afraid that it would really hurt him). She'd belittle him. A truly meek guy, he took it all silently. Though this girl was still married (in the process of getting a divorce), he proposed to her within a few months.
I wanted to get to know her. I mean, if she was going to be his wife, I'd want to try to be friends with her. So, when we all went out to the movies, we got our tickets and had a little wait. We went to the nearby craft store and perused the aisles, chatting. She talked about her ex, how he's helping her out with her finances. Then she started talking about how much money she would receive from insurance if her fiance' were to die. As much of a computer-geek as he was, as awfully skinny as he was, he was certainly well-off enough in his line of work.
. . . that's just not normal conversation.
I tried to laugh it off, saying "well, hopefully, that's not going to happen." She only replied that, at least if it does, she'll be confortable financially.
Whether or not she still sees him as a "meal ticket" or not, I don't know. But, I worry about the day I find out that he's either missing or died from "mysterious" circumstances . . .
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