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Originally Posted by Dixie

So fast forward a couple months, and we're piddle-buttin' along in Wyatt's truck. Suddenly, without notice, and completely out of the blue, I hear the three words I don't expect. No, they're not, "hey babe, suck my..." That's five words. No, these words are braver, more soul bearing, and touching. They leave me stunned. In response I utter, "errr-ahhh-huhhh???" which turned out to be perfect. Wyatt changes the subject. Me? I want to throw open the truck door and jump, even though we're going 50 mph. That seems less threatening than unwrapping the years of barbwire wrapped around my heart.

So now I'm working on injecting some distance between myself and Mr. Wyatt. You see, I don't think I can survive having love fail again. I just feel sad that I unwittingly lead Wyatt to believe otherwise.

Well heck Dixie you're doing better than most. Especially me. I keep falling for women I can't have!