”Cindy giggled. “Does he ring your chimes?”“Perhaps he does,” Tara replied.“Do we need to circle a date for a wedding at the pavilion?” ...I asked.“Tina! I’m SURE! We went to dinner, me, him, Derek. We’ve met at the Weismanns’ for Shabbat dinner. I don’t know much about him at all.”“So that’s a ‘maybe’,” Cindy tittered.So, yes ... Matchmaker. Even by accident.Cindy’s turn:There have been some momentous events in my life – the day I met Dan for the first time at the pool at Mizz Helen’s RV park.. While it seemed pretty clear it was self-defense, two bodies in less than two months raised all kinds of eyebrows.I also knew I was going to catch all kinds of hell from both Mom and the girls, but that was something I was willing to accept.When we pulled up to the house, I pulled out some paperwork from the glove box as they got out, acting as if I were looking for something specific. Zoe stopped when she saw me, and I gave her a wave with one hand.“Go on, I’ll be right behind you. I needed to. As he deepened his kiss and tried to slip his tongue into her mouth, she bit down and he recoiled. He shook her once then pulled her close to try again, only to have his lip attacked. Angrily he grabbed her face in his hand and brought it close to his, forcing her to look into his eyes. You will not bite me, he growled and pushed her down against the bed, sliding his hand down to her throat. He swung his right leg over her, straddling her, pining her in place. He could feel himself growing. The music had started and I was glad it wasn’t too loud. I’d seen pictures of clubs where the dancefloor was packed and people were just jumping up and down. This was more like the high school dances I remembered. We called them sock hops. But the dance was in the multi-purpose room where we ate lunch and had assemblies rather than the gym. The floor was linoleum, so shoes were acceptable. The DJ was on the stage and kept the music flowing with no breaks between songs.“Jacob? You look, um ....