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wasn't romantic at all. I didn't know anybody. The doctor was working around the clock. We never had children and everybody always thought we were strange for not adopting. I worked my tail off to become a leader of this community and look what little thanks I get for all my efforts. They're trying to throw me in jail, for Heaven's sake.
    "So, I don't see what's to talk over at this point. I want to get swept off my feet and end up in Paris with the man of my dreams. This is obviously my last chance for romance. I say let's do it. I've been playing it safe my whole life and look what it's gotten me. I've got half the population of a small city pointing fingers at me behind my back. I'm more than ready for a change of scenery."
    "This is a pretty important decision for us to make on the spur of the moment like this," Leonard said.
    "Oh, no," Honey laughed. "This decision has been a long time coming."
    * * *
    By 3 a.m. that morning, Honey and Leonard were on the interstate and headed for the Indianapolis International Airport. It had taken them several hours to get on the road. They had some emotional catching up to do. For starters, they took a steamy shower together. Leonard needed a little freshening to get rid of the nursing home smell. They both got wet removing each other's clothes. As the shower washed away their troubles, he sang "Stardust" to her, word for word and note for note, as she washed him playfully. He was a good singer. She hugged him. It felt perfect to have him back. The legal consequences of leaving the country and becoming a fugitive with him barely crossed her mind.
    Honey loved the water and soap because it seemed to wash away their wrinkles, much like Leonard's beautiful baritone singing washed away the years. She wore only a brassiere in the shower to keep her breasts from sagging.
    Sex for them was not quite the same as it had been in their youth. The emphasis was no longer on pounding penetration, yet they still thrilled to each other's touch and taste. The sudsy shampoo smelled like sweet romance.
    The pure joy of loving human contact never gets old.
    Honey had decided fairly early in the relationship to give oral sex a try, even though it had never been part of her long marriage to the doctor. She'd read about it for years. She was curious.
    Leonard eagerly followed suit. It didn't take long for each of them to wonder why they hadn't tried this sexual technique much, much sooner in their lives.
    The two of them laughed together like true lovers during their reunion shower. They dried each other off and got under the bed sheets for a delicious cuddle. Leonard fell asleep. Honey let him snore while she hastily packed one small bag for two. She grabbed their medications and toiletries and some underwear. They didn't need heavy baggage to haul. They could buy new clothes in Paris.
    While packing, Honey got a surprise glimpse of her near naked self in the full-length mirror on the back of her bedroom door. Oh, it was tragic. The skin under her neck and arms had wrinkled and was sagging slightly. Her legs and stomach looked like crepe paper. Tiny purple and red veins were beginning to take over. Age spots and tiny moles were all over her like nagging insects. She was glad Leonard wasn't seeing her in this light. And how much worse would she have looked without the bra?
    She caught herself pouting. It didn't seem fair. She felt young and in love. Life felt fresh and free. Her courtship with Leonard had been a whirlwind. But the mirror said she was old and beginning to show her age. The reflection actually frightened her. Not so much because she was afraid to die, but because it looked like her body would not be able to carry her much farther down the road. Or, worse yet, it would break down and force her into the clutches of the dreaded nursing home.
    The mirror seemed to be paying attention as she said, "If I was the only one this was happening to, I would be even more mad than I already am."
    She got