Dealing with desire

It was a kiss of tender, pure love. Our two elementary-school children looked on reverently. And so did all the other pool-side sunbathers who witnessed that unforgettably sweet moment when two hearts melted together.

Our family had been quietly observing this white-haired couple all week long during our vacation at Sanibel Island, off the coast of Florida. The wife was apparently recovering from a stroke. And it seemed obvious that the two had come to the small beachside inn for more than just the beautiful scenery. They'd come to recuperate. To be alone. And to make a new beginning in their life together.

July 21, 1997
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