We had talked about it for years. Every anniversary, Robert would say, “One day, we’ll go back.”
And every year, something got in the way.
That is just how life is.
But for our 40th anniversary, we finally made it happen.
We booked three nights at the same hotel where we’d spent our honeymoon. The place had changed, of course, but walking up to reception still made me feel 24 again. HotelBooking Services
Robert squeezed my hand.
“Forty years,” he said.
“How time flies.”
The receptionist looked up and smiled at Robert.
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