Is it possible to find love on the internet? Leigh didn't think so. . . until she met him.
"Would you like my picture?" he typed and sent it before she responded.
"No."
"I already sent it."
"I know, and I deleted it."
“Why?” He sent it again.
“I like mystery.” She deleted it again.
"I can do this forever," he typed, sending it for the third time. "It takes a second to send it."
"And a second to delete it.”
“At least tell me your name,” he typed.
“In time.”
They played this game for several days while Leigh waited for her husband each night. Online. Where people from different states and countries meet and chat, and flirt, with no recourse. Leigh could tell he was looking for someone special, but knew it couldn’t be her. In all their late night chat sessions, he never asked if she were married, and she never volunteered to tell him. Knowing she couldn’t continue leading him on, she sent him an email telling him of her marital status. She didn't have the courage to tell him IM to IM.
