So, Paul and I became email buddies, and I must say that if that was all we’d ever been I’d still be one of the luckiest girls on the planet.
It’s amazing the things he will do just to make me happy and giggly for a moment. I remember once, he went through all the trouble of setting up several email accounts so that “Russell Crowe”, “Jude Law” and “Robin Williams” could mail me. It was one of the sweetest things I can ever remember anyone doing for me, ever.
And I’m not sure how or why, but an enormous amount of trust built up between the two of us, and we began confiding things to each other that we’d never told anyone else. The first time we ever spoke on the phone, we talked for three hours straight…it felt as if I’d known him all my life and talking to him was as natural as talking to myself.
We both developed “feelings” for each other, but the situation was impossible and so we never spoke about them.
Meanwhile, I’d decided that a divorce was the only solution for my marital problems. Things got really ugly at home. Paul worried for me and proposed to come visit me to make sure I was okay and cheer me up.
He was supposed to fly in on a Saturday, but stood me up…
…to be continued.