It Started When A Woman Walked Into A Bar On A Cruise Ship

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Maggie looked at him, her eyes twinkling with mischief. She leaned in slightly, as if sharing a secret, and Patricia and Winston both leaned in too, curious.

Then she giggled—actually giggled, a sound that seemed to take twenty years off her age.

“Sonny,” she said, “when you’re my age, you’ve learned how to hold your liquor. That’s not the problem continue reading …