Retirement Dinner

By David Lowis

Ruth was ill-prepared for the epiphany.

Colin’s university colleagues and a few close friends were seated around the table for his retirement dinner. As her husband stood up, Ruth caught a whiff of mustiness from the jacket he seldom wore. He tapped a glass and pulled a note from his pocket. Whilst delivering his speech, his eyes settled on each guest in turn.

He came to Estelle, a fellow lecturer. Colin lingered for a moment longer, allowing Ruth a glimpse of something only she could have recognized, something she’d last seen over forty years ago: the sparkle of early romance.

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“I write to satisfy my urge to create.” – the writer

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