#Chapter 72: The Old and the Worthless

I briefly considered saying no, I was not Hazel, but I didn’t want to be rude. “I am,” I said, my voice coming out less enthusiastically than I had intended. I forced myself to smile. “You must be Robert!” He stood and pulled out the chair across from him for me. “I am,” he said. “It’s so nice to meet you.” “Thank you,” I said as I sat in the chair. He tried to help me push it back in, but the chair wouldn’t budge, so I finally scooted it in to avoid further awkwardness. At least he’s a gentleman, I thought. A lot of guys I had been on dates with were not. He returned to his seat. “You must be close to my daughter’s age,” he said. I froze for a moment, my eyes growing wide. Was that really the first thing he said to me? Of all the ice breakers he could have gone with, that was maybe in the top ten of the worst options. “I’m sorry,” he apologized after seeing the look on my face. “It’s been quite sometime si