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The widow
I was a widower. I had three kids. Caleb is six, casey four kinzi two. My wife died in a car accident shortly after the birth of the kids. I was an independent fundamental baptist pastor. Monday was my day off. I liked to take off the day after the church services. We liked to go to the playground. The kids love to play on the side.
We did not go every Monday but we went most Mondays. I noticed another family that went to the playground almost every Monday. There was a young lady close to my age. She had three kids. She had a son named Nate. Nate was seven. There was Kendra and Chrissy. My kids and her kids liked to play together. She usually wore skirts or dresses but sometimes wore pants or jeans.
She seemed nice. She was qiet. The first week I said hello. She said hello back. That was the extent of our conversation. i noticed that she wore a wedding ring. I still wore mine. I assumed that she was maried. I had no idea that she was a widow. She assumed that I was married. We did not talk to each other. Our kids did interact.
They were very well-behaved. I enjoyed seeing them play together. I avoided her. I kept my distance. One day a lady in the church...