Every Woman My Widowed Father Dated Vanished Without a Trace—So I Asked My Best Friend to Go on One Date With Him to Find Out Why

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“So do I.”

That evening, I called my best friend, Rachel, and asked her for a favor.

Rachel and I had been friends since college.

She was honest almost to a fault.

She could charm an entire room, yet she could spot a lie before most people finished telling it.

If my father was doing something wrong, Rachel would notice.

“Go on one date with him.”

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