I Let My Date Drive Me Home — And I Still Regret It
My brother has always considered himself the family’s unofficial matchmaker, even though his success rate is embarrassingly low. After enduring one disastrous setup after another, I had learned to keep my expectations low. Still, he insisted for weeks that I meet a man he played sports with—a polite, well-spoken guy he claimed would be perfect…
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