I bet its been a very looooooong time since Cheryl has been on a date....
Her eight cats get a lot of affection, though.
Plus her electric toothbrush that she’s named Gerard.
She was a great teacher, by the way, and helped give me my love of history. We had a basement classroom with windows near ground level and a concrete floor. She couldn't get the room carpeted for those cold North Dakota winters so told the kids to bring in any carpet remnants they could find . . . at home . . . from discarded carpet sample books . . . whatever.
One Friday, we moved all the desks and furniture from the classroom into the hall, got out carpeting knives and donated glue and laid a patchwork carpet. It was the coolest room in the school.
But if Cheryl is still around (and I've heard she is), I can see her doing this.
I don't think it is her because that was 40 years ago and I think the voice would have aged and changed. But it is still uncanny.
Indeed, I hope she manages to keep all her cats from escaping her house while she’s handing out her notes from her obviously spinster abode.