When my partner Anita, 20 years my junior, winner of triathlons and the most beautiful woman I have known, was dying of cancer, a curious question wormed its way into my mind:
All in Travel
“Dear Prime Minister,” I typed.
It took a fall on my head to knock some sense into me. Literally.
And then came a moment, no more than a hair’s-breadth of time, I fell in love.
No, not what you think. This was a different love, true love, an affair of the heart. It happened suddenly, totally unexpected, following five straight days of rain.