Ancient Secret

I was 70 when Dan passed away. For a while I was so grief stricken I wanted to join him. Thank God for the children.

Paul, Dominic and Amanda rallied around and sustained me. They wouldn't leave me alone. It was so good of them. They all have their own lives and families now. They'd loved their dad too, he'd been such a wonderful man. As Amanda pointed out, I'd been blessed with fifty years of a perfect marriage and that's something few women have.

Stan Sanders had also been a support. He and Dan had been friends from school. Stan had been a handsome man in his younger days. When I first met Dan he was there and for a short while it was a toss up which one I preferred. At the time Dan had been recovering from a rather bad motor cycle accident. Well, I chose the right one but I've always liked Stan.

He was there at the funeral. Stan had taken my arm and was escorting me from the grave side to the car. He whispered "Alice, Dan must have known about us."

I was shocked. This was no time to refer to events best forgotten. Events so far in the past that they could have no possible relevance today. Besides, it was insulting to the memory of my husband whom I still loved.

"It's time to tell you, Alice. Stan lost both testicles in that motor bike accident. He never wanted you to know."

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