I Joked, “If I Were Twenty Years Younger… I’d Marry You.”… Then She Looked Me Dead in the Eye and Said, “That Doesn’t Matter to Me.”

Then Margaret stood on my porch with flour on her cheek and fire in her eyes.

I joked, “If I were twenty years younger, I’d marry you.” Relationshipadvice books

She didn’t laugh.

She said, “That wouldn’t change a damn thing.”

And by Thanksgiving, half the town was calling her a gold digger.

By Christmas, a lawyer was standing in my kitchen with a locked envelope my dead wife had left behind.

And by New Year’s, the man everyone thought Margaret should marry was being escorted out by police. Relationshipadvice books

PART 1
“You’re too young to know what you want,” I told her.