I’m going to call her Linda. Linda has health issues. She can’t walk very well. She has been using a pair of lightweight forearm crutches since her childhood.
In her lifetime, Linda has had more surgeries than you can shake a catheter at. Which is why Linda never got married because, in her own words: “I think I was just way too much to handle.”
The elderly woman doesn’t come out and say it because she doesn’t have to, living alone is not how anyone envisions their life.
Even so, don’t feel sorry for her. She hates it when people feel sorry for her. Besides she doesn’t live alone. More on that later.
Long ago, when she was stuck in a hospital bed as a kid, Linda decided that she wasn’t going to wallow in self-pity, but would make the best of her life.
When she got older, she got her own apartment, and a good job at junior college, working in the office. She was well-loved. Linda has always been well-loved.
She is a quirky woman.
She dresses with her own unique fashion sense. Sometimes she wears different colored pieces of clothing that deliberately clash.
One former college kid remembers: “Linda was always her own person. We were all just drawn to her.”
Another former student said, “I would always visit Linda between classes and tell her about my problems with boys. She listened really well.”
One morning, Linda was 58 years old, she was on her way into the office when she saw a young female student in the parking lot. The 19-year-old girl—let's call her Mary—was sitting in her car with the windows down, sleeping in the driver’s seat.
“Her belly was out to here,” said Linda, making the shape of a pregnant stomach. “I was like, ‘Whoa, this chick is prego.’”
She was very prego.
Almost nine months, to be exact. The girl said that she…