We met the following week, and I spilled the tale of my failed marriage. It was under renovation, but we snuck into a dark conference room to admire the stunning Nile view … It was a great kiss — until a security guard pointed his massive flashlight at us and shooed us away.The last time that had happened to me, I'd been in the back of my high school boyfriend's car. A few days after our kiss, he said he considered us a couple, and a week later, he told me he loved me.Instead, I chose to relocate with my two young sons to a country in turmoil, arriving on the bloodiest day in its modern history. 14, 2013, the day Egyptian forces killed more than 700 civilian demonstrators — including a British journalist who had been a guest at a dinner party I'd thrown — I moved to Egypt.While looking for peace there may sound insane, for me, the move was a lifesaver. When Dwight learns he cannot be invited to Michael's dinner party because he does not have a date, he brings Melvina to the party.During the party, Jim asks how she knows Dwight and she replies that she was his babysitter and that now they are dating. When Jim asks her if she can write down her email address as he has so many questions, she appears confused as to what email is.She told me she never thought my marriage was the end of my story.
When Dwight must find someone to take a job as a junior salesman at the company, he chooses all of his friends. When Clark is asking all of the candidates who they are, Melvina addresses herself as his babysitter and his former girlfriend, describing Dwight as a passionate lover.When I step back and take an objective look at us — he's 26, I'm 48 — I think I must look ridiculous.Then I remind myself that if it were he who was 20 years older, neither I nor anyone else would think twice, and I realize that I'm falling prey to the same sexism I bemoan.Imagine my surprise then when, over beers, I casually mentioned my kids and was immediately overcome by the desire to pull the words back into my mouth.My chagrin made me realize that, at least on a subconscious level, I was interested in him. A few days later, he sent me a message saying he missed me. We meandered to a nearby hotel to check out the rooftop bar there.