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How could this fucking happen? We have only been
married eighteen goddamn months. I first met Jill at a
church social in her hometown. Jill was a beautiful
young lady with a religious upbringing. Her parents
required her to attend church every Sunday.
We dated for about a year. A year I refer to as the
‘Blue-Balls’ year. We were married in the spring of
’98 and all was right in the world. Money was our only
problem. I was barely making enough money to cover the
necessities and the rent on a crappy little apartment
downtown.
I was working as an accountant with a local firm but I
came to realize the firm and I were going nowhere
slowly. I began to look around and a recruiter turned
me onto an opportunity with the construction firm, so
I scheduled the interview. The construction firm had
offices throughout the US but this position was out on
the West Coast. I talked it over with Jill and she was
excited about trying a new adventure. The owner, Roger
Booth, was a larger than life personality.
Roger is an imposing figure at over six-foot tall and
ruggedly handsome. Truth told it is his dynamic
personality that sets him apart. Jill and I were both
swept up in his charisma. The money was great and the
job sounded perfect. Jill and I enjoyed Roger’s
company during the interview cycle so it was an easy
decision. Anyway, upon accepting a position with
Roger’s company, Jill and I moved out to LA from
Reston, Virginia.
