She was there for me, but she wasn't supposed to make me feel the way she did…When my wife died, it left a hole the size of Texas in my heart.Alone with our young daughter, I needed assistance.That's when I found her.Or did she find me? Young, beautiful, and insightful beyond her years, she saved me from making a terrible mistake.Did I make one anyway when I hired her and brought her into my home?It didn't feel like a mistake when I took her into my arms and showed her what it's like to be a woman.In my lifetime I'd learned when things are going great, something happens to make it disappear.Would it happen to me again?