|Coming in July!|
from the Sweet Nothings Series
by Meg London
Did you ever notice how young kids--teens and twenty year olds--think they have a monopoly on love and romance? As if no one over forty could possibly know what it's like to fall hard for someone--you know, when your heart beats faster when they enter a room, and your world seems to spin a little at the touch of their hand on yours.
I've been lucky enough to have experienced love a number of times--even now as I am about to turn 69! To me he is the most brilliant, handsomest, most wonderful man in the world, and yes, my heart flutters whenver I catch a glimpse of him.
My friend Sylvia, who is well into her seventies, has also found love. Although she'll deny there's anything going on--that's just Sylvia for you--but I can see the way her eyes light up when he is in the vicinity.
Heck, my former friend Sally Dixon and I were both going after the same man--women in our sixties--and if you read Murder Unmentionable, you'll know what happened! Who would think that a sixty-something woman would act like that?
What about you? What do you think? Do you think love in your latter years is possible?