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your love life?”
    Sam chuckled. “Wow, this conversation goes
from bad to worse.” She cleared her throat. “To answer your
question, my love life is non-existent. My last blind date was a
disaster!”
    “Did you meet him online?”
    “Yes. His bio sounded so good and his photo
was really nice. I finally scrounged up the courage to go out with
him and it was the most uncomfortable couple of hours of my
life.”
    Hannah laughed. “What happened? It sounds
hilarious.”
    “Oh, yeah. Hilarious. Easy for you to say.
You weren’t the one having to sit across from him and pretend you
had even the tiniest bit of interest in what he had to say. To make
things worse, he barely resembled his photo.”
    “Oh, boy!” Hannah shrieked, with laughter in
her eyes. “What did you say?”
    “What could I say? He’d aged twenty years
and had put on thirty pounds since it had been taken—if it was even
him at all. I seriously have my doubts on that score.”
    “You poor thing!” Hannah sympathized. “What
did you do?”
    “There was nothing I could do! We met
outside the restaurant. He’d reserved a table. It was a nice
restaurant, too. I could hardly turn tail and run when I saw him,
despite the fact he looked old enough to be my father.”
    “So you stayed and had dinner?”
    “Yes, although I went straight to the main
meal, declined dessert and coffee and got the hell out of there as
quickly as I could.”
    Hannah giggled. “Did he ask if he could see
you again?”
    “Yes.”
    “Oh, no!” Hannah laughed, throwing her hands
up in the air.
    Sam screwed up a napkin and threw it at her.
“You’re making fun of a very traumatic experience. Have some
sympathy for your best friend.”
    “I’m sorry,” Hannah responded, looking
anything but. “So, does this mean you’re staying away from online
dating sites?”
    Sam closed her eyes briefly and sighed.
“It’s all right for you. You’re young and beautiful and sexy. You
could have any man you choose! I’m thirty-four, not so beautiful
and definitely not sexy. It’s not so easy for me. I want to fall in
love and get married and be a mother to a handful of children. I’ve
dreamed of it since I was a little girl.”
    Hannah’s expression softened. “For a start,
you’re not old. Thirties are the new twenties, haven’t you heard?
Nobody finds the love of their life in their twenties anymore.
We’re all too busy with our careers and climbing the corporate
ladder. Girls and guys who marry in their twenties are so yesterday.” She rolled her eyes and Sam couldn’t help but grin.
    Hannah continued in a no-nonsense tone.
“What’s more, what do you mean, you’re not sexy? You’re gorgeous!
All that dark, wavy hair and big brown eyes and your skin—it’s
flawless. I’d die to have skin like that. Well, maybe not die, but
you know what I mean. I only have to be out in the sun for ten
minutes and my nose turns pink. You look like you have a tan all
year round and I know it doesn’t come from a bottle. Give yourself
a break, Sam. Take a moment and look at yourself and see what
everyone else does.”
    “Then why haven’t I found my prince charming
yet?” she asked, unable to keep the whine from her voice.
    “Have patience, honey. He’s out there, I’m
sure of it. Maybe you’re trying too hard?”
    “What do you mean?”
    “I mean, stop putting so much effort into
online boyfriends and go out and live your life. In the real world. With real men who you can tell even from a distance
whether they’re going to appeal. It’s old fashioned, but guess
what? It’s worked for hundreds, maybe even thousands of years! Give
it a go, girl! What do you have to lose?”
    Sam stared at her friend for a long moment
and slowly nodded. “You’re right. I’ve been so busy it feels like
all I ever do is get up, go to work and come home again. I can’t
expect to find someone like that. It’s time I brought back a little
balance in my life. We could go dancing or even