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

He had never mentioned anyone named Ruth.

“How?”

David looked toward an empty table in the corner of the courtyard.

“They met here.”

“In Malta?”

“Yes.”

“When?”

“Thirty-two years ago.”

I laughed once, but there was no humor in it.

“Michael never came to Malta.”

David said nothing.

That silence again.

I thought about all the stories Michael had told me over the continue reading …