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Dear Ann Landers,
thirty-six. Background: Mar-ried twice. First marriage to a man twice my age. (I was sixteen.) My mother pushed me into it because she thought he was rich. I said OK because I thought he was kind. We were both wrong. The third time he broke my nose, I divorced him. My second marriage lasted two years. My husband drank vodka martinis for breakfast with beer chasers. He worked for the city and had a fatal accident at work. I'm sure he was smashed on the job, but they paid off nicely, and I got a generous settlement. I bought a small cafe three years ago and have been doing very well. The problem: A nineteen-year-old applied for a job four months ago, and I hired him. He is handsome, hard-working, and I think we are in love. He is very grown-up for his age and looks a lot older than he is. The Army wouldn't take him because he has a steel plate in his head. He wants to marry me. What do you think?-Angie
Dear Angie,
The kid has a steel plate in his head. What's your excuse? A fellow nineteen should be looking for a girl seventeen. If you are smart, you'll help him find one. Where's his mother, anyway?
