I'm sixty six and Claire and I are going on a cruise.
It feels like such an old person's thing to do, but we can't help it, we're kind of old now. We're both retired, we got grandkids. Going on a cruise is just sealing the nail on our old people's coffin.
When we stay for three days in one specific town we get a hotel room there and one night she convinces me to go have sex in the hot tub. We're old now. We're not as limber as we used to. It's completely disastrous and kind of an epic fail but I don't think we've laughed as much in years.
At seventy seven she's still as crazy as she was when we married.
Our bodies might be old, but our hearts are still young.
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The Claire Years
RomanceWestley has always known Claire. She's always been a constant in his life, whether it be as his babysitter, his secret Santa, as his pretend-girlfriend, his confident, as the person he could always rely on. But she's also always been the girl he lov...