I met Hannah on my way home from Texas. I was in New Mexico. The only way I figured out I was in New Mexico was the license plates on the cars around me were New Mexico and Hannah told me, otherwise the states just melt into one another while traveling through them.
Hannah was a cute, talkative seven-year old with one step brother, which she pointed out and two older brothers not too much older than her. We sat on the little piece of grass in front of McDonald’s while her father (man #1) and my husband were inside of the establishment waiting to place our orders. I find when I have my dogs with me, people like to approach me and talk about their dogs or what’s on their mind. If it’s a child, I’m fine, but if it’s an adult and my husband is not around, I’m some what uneasy. Hannah was so endearing and her brothers were so full of energy playing their serious game of attacking one another with their swords while imaginary dragons lerked in the distance. One brother came over and did ask about my 17-year-old dog – why was she still alive, which I answered “ I guess because she is still breathing”. He looked at me, I guess thought it was a reasonable answer and went back to defending his imaginary enemies with his brother while little Hannah talked to me.
Hannah wanted me to know about the “mans” in her mother’s life. I looked helplessly towards the McDonald’s door thinking this is really something Hannah should not share with me, but no one appeared, so Hannah went on. It seems that Mom had Man #1 who had step brother and was the father of her, and her 2 brothers with the swords. Than mom got a divorce and found Man #2. Then mom divorced Man #2 which was a messy divorce and involved a lot, a lot of money. She really expanded on the money part of this dissolution of the divorce. The mom went on to find Man #3. Man #3 (she never married) was around for a while apparently until mom found out that Man #3 was with another woman. Now mom was looking for another man. Very interesting what a seven-year old can retain. I asked her what grade she would be in this year and she had no idea, yet she knew all about Man #1,2 and 3. I offered grade two and she thought that might be right.
My husband and Man #1 both showed up with our food at the same time. The boys and Man #1 settled down with their sandwiches while Hannah ate hers with my husband and I. I kept prodding her to eat but noticed she did not like spicy chicken and she finally mentioned this fact, which I thought that Man#1 should perhaps know? Hannah was adorable, but we had to leave and say good-bye.
My husband told me that he stood in line with Man #1 who was concerned about his boys and Hannah outside. My husband reassured him that I was outside talking to Hannah. Man #1 proceeded to tell my husband that he had to pull the van over twice during their trip from Wyoming to New Mexico to break up fights between the boys and got one speeding ticket. He looked exhausted when I saw him. I bet he was just as anxious for Man #3 to get into his ex’s life as his ex was also.
I just think men should look out for this women and Man #3 better have a pre-nup!