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We all know people play games, but how do we keep from getting hurt by them? I guess we can’t always, but we can sure learn from them and not let it happen again. It was 1986 and I was feeling pretty good, ready for the world after a divorce and relocation – or so I thought. I had a good job, the girls were settled in their schools and we were active in church. I man moved to town and attended our small church. He worked for the local car dealership and he treated me like I was something really special. We were to be married after just a few months. My family liked him (except my Mother, who never trusted him) and plans were made to purchase a car dealership in Oklahoma and we would move there. He went to Oklahoma to finalize the deal and I had a birthday party planned for him the next evening. He didn’t show for his party. I couldn’t reach him (no cell phones then) and I was really worried! I called the dealership – it wasn’t for sell. What? I called his best friend (who I hadn’t met yet) and he claimed he didn’t know him or had never heard of him – Huh? My sister and I went to his apartment and asked the landlord to let us in – He was gone! The landlord said if I found him to let him know, he had loaded up his Jeep and moved out during the night owing a month’s rent. Okay, I’ve got the picture now and I quit looking for him.

How could I have been so stupid! Oh, there were signs – I just didn’t know to look for them. I never actually met any of his friends. He had no family. He ordered my ring, but it got lost in the mail. When I asked his middle name, he asked me why I wanted to know. When he did tell the truth, he had to prove it to me because he could. The one thing that did raise my suspicions was when I told him a story of a friend of mine who had his finger cut off by putting his hand down the side of a recliner and then lowering the footrest, he was shocked that that could possibly happen! But, a couple of weeks later he told me the exact story about his cousin (Yes, the man with no family, had a cousin who lost his finger in a recliner and just two weeks earlier he didn’t know it could even happen!)

My sister and I actually laughed when we discovered he had run away in the night, and I can laugh now, but when I think of what could have happened, I still panic inside. He babysat my girls! He had access to my home and my family! He could have stolen everything I had. Instead he sold me a car – yes! He was a used car salesman!!!! Someone thought they saw him six months later about 100 miles from here working at Wal-Mart, but I didn’t check it out.

He was very careful not to let me take his picture (another sign I should have seen), but I did manage to get this one of him and have kept it just as a reminder.


Note: I'll add the real photo - but didn't want to post it, just in case.

Digi Kit - Wheels by LindseyJane


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