He was thinking that we should all go out anyway. We all had pretty new clothes and a free Saturday, after all. I politely replied something about her probably not being in the mood for a celebration in honor of a cancelled wedding this soon, and told him that our dresses had been returned.
Inside I railed, "In a time like this what she needs desperately is a FATHER, not an inappropriately-dressed, 47-year-old 'girl friend' and some drinks!"
I railed because I, too, wanted that father, and it seemed unfair to have to continue a relationship with no hope of his return.