My husband Doug and I visit my aunt and uncle three or four times a year.

We always spend the weekend at the same motel and dine at the same lounge. During the past year Sandra, the manager/bartender, started to recognize us whenever we were in town.

We most recently arrived at nine on a Friday night, got our room, and went for a nightcap before turning in. Sandra said, “Hi. Visiting again? How are your aunt and uncle?” As we chatted, Doug and I found out Sandra was divorced and had just ended a relationship. When we finished, Doug and I let her know we would see her tomorrow night if she was working.

The next night we showed up at eight and found Sandra just getting ready to leave. She said it was her birthday, so I offered to buy her a drink. Sandra accepted and sat next to me in the... Read More