I said, Angel, we can be friends I can help you any way you like, but it is too much for me to understand why! I said Angel I will help you to find a nice American man to marry she said I want you, Rod.
I told her it would not work she went to her daughter and left me sitting there.
I asked Angel how old do you think I am she said it does not matter but if I had to guess 38. I said yes, of course, I would if we were to get married. Angel then said that is why young Ukrainian girls marry older men, not young boys.
My friend said Angel might think you are the only hope she has to be happy, and you are a good guy Rod.
We met the next day Angel her daughter and me; we sat in the park most of the time. After some time I could not hold it anymore I said Angel I need to talk to you she had a smile so big on her face.
It makes me so angry how this came about over the last few years.
It used to be the girl would ask you for money online for medicine or because her cell phone was stolen.
She was serious and looked me in the eyes and said I need an answer.