From my journal

 February 24, 2021

Ever get a call from someone or somewhere you didn't expect?  Well, that happened to me yesterday.  I got a call from a detective who worked at the northern York county regional police department.

For privacy reasons, I won't disclose the detective’s name, but needless to say, it was a disturbing conversation.  They contacted me about some problems I had with Santander bank.  My girl, Linda, tried to deposit some checks without my signature.  Something someone with common knowledge would know, but I guess she didn't have much exposure to depositing checks.  Possibly because she used direct deposit.  Anyway, that's beside the subject.  I gave the detective every bit of information I knew or had.  The detective told me I was a victim of a “sweetheart scam”.  Something I was starting to suspect slightly.  I thanked him for his time and left it at that.

To say I wasn't upset is untrue.  I debated most of the afternoon whether to confront her or not.  I decided not to.  Why you may ask?. The reason is despite what I learned, I still loved her.  She has done nothing but exhibit only love to me.  I saw no reason to break it off.  Perhaps I should have done so, but simple mistakes shouldn't ruin relationships.  Besides, until I hear something different from more people, I see no reason to disbelieve my lady’s love for me.  I guess I'll just wait and see.