And that’s what she said to him right after he had revealed his romantic interest in her.
He stood there, bewildered, for a moment or two, then he started to smile.
“That’s what life is about isn’t it?” he asked her.
“I’m sorry,” she replied, averting his gaze.
“There’s nothing to be sorry about. Don’t worry about it babe.”
He walked over to the window and, looking out into the great expanse before him, added, “life goes on.”
And so it did. He died 52 years later, while she died 63 years after the fact, both happily married — to different people.
I love to read and write. Professionally, data science, technology, and sales ops are my thing. In my non-professional life, I aspire quite simply to be a good person, and encourage others to do the same. For those who care, I test as INFJ in the MBTI.