On our first date. I kept getting a “creepy uncle” vibe from him. He was a few years older than I was, and spent most of the night telling me about how he had lost his wife and child to a drunk driver a few years earlier. When he dropped me off, he spent several minutes trying to talk himself into my house. I refused to let him in and lost his number.

—esnymos

Aftermath: I learned from a mutual friend that his wife and child were alive and well, living 2 states over while he finished off his degree.

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