The Beginning (continued)

Well, his name was Jose and he was from Tocoa, Colon in Honduras. He had just moved to Nebraska from New Jersey. He just started working as a jackhammer operator for a construction company. He was a little stinky, it was a work day. We talked and he told me my Spanish was very Puerto Rican. I guess it was back then, I did move to Nebraska from Tampa, FL so no big surprise there. The other men left all at the same time (I found out that was the plan) and we moved to the living room and waited for Karla. As it turned out, Karla set it up that way and we never did talk about the wedding again. He asked me out the following Friday and I said yes. I went because I was flattered and I was pretty beat up by the treatment I had received from my ex-husband. Looking back on it, Jose was the rebound guy. Except that it lasted and didn't end. I am writing this blog because I wonder if it should have ended.

I will continue with the whole story and I encourage your opinions and feedback. I just don't know anymore.