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...

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I knew what people might think.

But I didn't feel ridiculous.

I felt human.

The hotel room was dimly lit, with city lights shining through the curtains.Book Boutique Hotels

Julian helped me take my coat off and told me she was beautiful.

No one had said anything like that since Richard's death.

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For one night I forgot my age, my solitude and the empty house that was waiting for me.

I fell asleep by her side, nervous, comforted and strangely in peace.

But when I opened my eyes the next morning, the room was cold.

Julian had left.

At first I figured I went down and looked for coffee.

Then I looked at the chair that was by the door.

My bag was open.

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My wallet was on the floor.

My phone was missing.

And on the bedside table, next to a glass of wine empty, there was a little white envelope with my name written.