At 67, I Took My First Trip to Malta and Chose to Say “Yes” to Everything – I Never Imagined I’d Find Love Again

restaurant.”

I looked around the courtyard.

The old stone walls.

The flowering vines.

The harbor visible through an archway.

This was where my husband had met another man’s wife.

“They saw each other again?” I asked.

“Several times.”

“Here?”

“Here. London. Paris. Once in Boston.”

Boston.

I remembered Boston.

Michael came home with a red scarf and said he bought continue reading …