“And this was the disorganized messy woman, with the flyaway hair?” “I don’t know that I’d describe Rachel like that.” “Well, every time you’ve talked about her, seems like she’s having some kind of problem. She got into a tussle with the soccer coach. Blurts out anything that crosses her mind. Spills all the time.” “She’s also bright and funny. And very attractive in a casual sort of way. And has a great son.” “Really. Sounds like she’s captivating you. Careful you don’t get caught.” Jim protested. “Rachel is not trying to catch me. Anyway, I thought you wanted me to settle down.” “Yes. With someone appropriate. Like that other woman, Donna. She sounds so well groomed and together. Such a good mother. With a great job.” “All right. Enough.” He suddenly realized just who Donna reminded him of. His mother. Like her, Donna constantly was offering unwanted advice. “I just want you to think about your ideal. Which woman comes closer? Even when you were a little boy, you said you were going to marry a blonde.
