At the age of sixty-two, I spent the night with a man twenty-eight years younger than me. I did it because I was tired of being invisible and because, for once, I wanted to feel passion. But when I woke up alone in the hotel room the next morning, I discovered something scary...

I pulled the chair away and went up the stairs.

At the bottom of my closet hung a dark blue dress that I hadn’t worn since Richard was alive.

It was elegant, simple and a little tighter than I remembered.

I fixed my hair, put on some lipstick and looked in the mirror.

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“Just one night, Evelyn,” I whispered. A night to feel alive again.

Then I took the bus to the city.

I had no plan.

I just knew I didn't want to spend my birthday alone in that silent house.

I ended up in a little boy's bar hotel from the center.

The lights were warm, the music sounded softly and people laughed quietly while drinking glasses of wine.

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I sat in a corner and ordered a glass of red wine.Plan Romantic Getaway

At first, I felt ridiculous.