She looks out of the window. It’s raining outside, as it is raining in her heart. She remembers an old song by Leo Sayer “It’s raining in my heart”, but then it meant nothing to her, as her life was full of sunshine, no heavy clouds on the horizon. Unfortunately, it now seems so appropriate. Forty years Forty years, she thinks. Forty years of love with a man, youthful years shared, then a life built together, the happiness of …
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She is reading a magazine and as she turns the page she suddenly sees him, smiling down at his new love, the woman who took him away from her, from his family, the woman she hates. In fact she should hate him too, if only it had not been such a habit to love him – after all they were together for more than forty years, a lifetime together. And now, this. She knew there had been others, of course. …
