At 74 I married a woman 38 years younger than me. Everyone thought I had lost my mind… But one night, my humble domestic worker heard a conversation and said, “Mr.simo Richard, if you don’t listen to me right now, tomorrow may be too late.”

I smiled.

“And when I’m with you, for the first time in a long time, I don’t feel like anyone is waiting for me to die.

She’s not laughing.

Instead, he put his hand on mine.

I immediately pulled my hand.

—Rachel…

I know what you’re thinking.

I am much older than you.

I know.

People will talk.

She smiled.

“People were talking before.

I told him I never wanted me to feel like he owed me something.

Not for his mother’s operation.

Not for the job.

Not even because I would have helped her.

Rachel looked at me for a long time.

Then he said the words that finally knocked down all the walls that were still inside me.

“If I lost every last dollar he has tomorrow, I would come back here the next day.

I couldn’t say anything.

For almost a year, we just went out together.