“Margaret, we’re getting old. There are things we need to do while we still have time.”
There was a strange sadness in his voice.
A week later, we were already aboard a huge cruise ship.
The first day was wonderful. We took pictures, had dinner at a restaurant overlooking the sea, and in the evening, Robert even asked me to dance.
But on the second day, his behavior changed.
He kept checking his watch.
Three times, he walked away, claiming he wanted some fresh air.
When he returned for the last time, his face was pale.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“Nothing, sweetheart. I’m just tired.”
That night, we went to bed at eleven.
At approximately two in the morning, I woke up to the sound of the door closing.
I reached over to my husband’s side of the bed.
It was empty.
I thought he had
