At the time I was flattered by Dan’s visits to the library, but I was off men and tried to make it as clear as I could. I didn’t want to be rude to him, I quite liked him, but not in ‘that’ way. Eventually he enticed me round to have a cup of coffee or share the occasional meal. I started to ask him to do those jobs I couldn’t manage on my own like cutting down heavy branches in the garden or changing a fuse (I know – I can do that myself, but I was starting to enjoy his company). One evening he even had to break in for me. I’d lost my keys (I’d left them at work, fortunately). He got into the house to let me in and I ended up ‘trusting’ him with my spare keys in case it happened again.