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

strange.

It does not protect the dead from anger.

It only makes anger lonelier.

“Do you hate Ruth?” I asked.

“I did.”

“And now?”

“I hate what she did. I miss who she was.”

I understood that immediately.

Maybe that was why he had found me.

Not because our spouses had loved each other.

Because we were the only two people who could understand how betrayal and love continue reading …