“GINGER—you are kidding right?  Have you heard about how dangerous craigslist is?”  My friend Adele meant well, but tended on the side of dramatic.

“I’ve heard the stories. The chances of anything like that happening are statistically insignificant.” I rolled my eyes. She sounded like my gram.  “I’m not worried. We’re meeting in a public place. If he’s creepy we can just leave.  It’ll be fine.  We’ll be fine.”

“Just be careful…. OMG, are you really doing this?”  She grabbed my hand.  With her worry expressed, excitement now crept into her voice.  “You have to tell me. What did they—”