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218 pages, Paperback
First published April 5, 2012
It is a truth universally accepted that no matter how carefully you plan your life, you can always count on it to go totally to crap just when you need it to hold together.
She planned to stay the summer but she was open to staying longer if things worked out. If, after three months of sipping cafe cremes in neighborhood cafes and strolling the museums, the quaint, cobblestone streets and waking up to the City of Light outside her balcony window every morning, she felt she must stay, then she would. A year, perhaps forever. Her schedule, her time, belonged to instinct and serendipity now. There was no husband, no office, and no child to influence or dictate how she spent her time.
For better or for worse, her life was her own again. And now, it was time to claim it.
she is an out-of-towner who didn't belong.
She looked at the blinking cursor, sipped her Sleepytime tea, and gazed out the window of her second floor bedroom as if looking for the answer in the trees. The night had grown cool and she had gotten up earlier to close the window before it was even dark.
So, once I've said I'm forty-five, she thought, is there really any point in going any further? She looked back at her laptop. The browser heading read, "Helping you find the love of your life..." She typed into the onscreen box: "I lost my husband of twenty years to cancer a little over two years ago. Since then I have had to sell the house we raised our son in because I couldn't afford the payments, launched said son out into the world, gave up my dream to move to Paris, and recently moved to a tiny town in South Georgia to be near my elderly mother. And I am opening a cupcake shop. Oh, and I bought a horse."
She looked at the paragraph and began hitting the delete/backspace button. Somewhere between the ancient mother and her age (does forty-five mean that they think I'm really sixty?) she could literally hear e-Harmony registrants signing off en masse.