I was Mr. Summer, 2011, aka, a “boy toy”.  I replaced Mr. Summer, 2010 who was also a “boy toy”.

I was new at dating since my wife passed away and didn’t realize that there were women like that.

We had so much fun together.  White Sox games, concerts, bike rides to the gardens, dining downtown.  She swept me off of my feet.  I was in love and ready to quit my job and move to Chicago.

But, when school started in the fall and she went back to teaching, she no longer had time for me.  By the end of October, she told me that I was becoming a burden for her and she wanted me to leave.  So, I left.

I wonder how Mr. Summer 2012 is doing?