At 53, My Mom Finally Started Dating Again—When I Met the Man Making Her So Happy, I Waited Until He Left and Said, “Mom, You Need to Know Who He Really Is”

“I’m not defending him.”

“Then what are you doing?”

“Trying not to make accusations before we know.”

My mother stood.

“Fine.”

She walked to the small desk near the dining room.

Opened her laptop.

“Then let’s know.”

PART 13 — PUBLIC RECORDS

We found it within twenty minutes.