16 or 17 years ago I had a fling with this chick that I had known for a couple years. When we first met, we were both married, but there was an instant attraction, but we limited it to just some very intense flirting.
I had separated from my wife, and she has separated from her husband, and the years of flirtation exploded into a very fun and wild weekend. The morning after she told me she was sure she was pregnant. That set off lots of red lights and sirens and I told her it was impossible and I hit the road, never to see her again. I had heard thru the grapevine that she actually had gotten pregnant but I was not convinced that it was within the time period that would include me as the possible father, but in the back of my mind, I always wondered.
Tonight I was at a mutual friend's home, and he told me that her husband died in a freak accident back in November. I asked if it was true that she had a kid, and it turned out to not only be true, but he had recent pictures of them (she has 2 now).
I looked at the pic of the oldest, and was happy to see that there is no way it is mine. So I got her phone number and left a message for her to give me a call sometime. Will see if she does.
hmmm, that reminds me of a
fortune cookie I got not too long ago.