Every Woman My Widowed Father Dated Vanished Overnight – So I Asked My Friend to Go on One Date With Him

His reading glasses rested low on his nose, and he was smiling at the screen.

My father had not smiled like that in years.

“What are you looking at?” I asked.

He quickly locked the phone.

“Nothing.”

I raised an eyebrow.

He lasted less than ten seconds before confessing.

“I made a profile.”

“A dating profile?”

He nodded, suddenly looking embarrassed.