My boyfriend at the time didn’t like him, he thought he was odd, a guy his age divorced and not re-married, playing the field, chasing young girls, but then Steve didn’t like him either. He would give me advice, tell me I was mad and that I should find someone who would treat me right, look after me, buy me things and take me out, instead of it being the other way round which it was. Someone like Steve.
He was there when my ex and I finally split up, and I was there for him when one of the young girls he was fooling around with took advantage of his wallet a bit too much. I never thought of Steve as anything other than a mate, someone to laugh and joke with, be myself tell my mad thought’s too, as that was what we did.
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