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

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“You’re welcome. And Winston? You’re doing fine. You’re on a cruise. You’re buying birthday drinks for elderly women. You’re walking the deck and looking at stars. That’s not giving up. That’s living.”

“I suppose it is,” he said, a small smile touching his face.

They walked together for a while, talking about inconsequential things—the ship’s entertainment continue reading …