Epilogue: For Keeps
January 15, 2016
After much deliberation and the cold winter that attacked Erie, Carl and I decided to head south. We flew to Florida, then to Cancun, and decided to spend two weeks in the sun, on the surf, and with very few clothes on. There were beach cocktails consumed, dancing at rowdy night clubs, and hours of sunbathing during the heated afternoons. We read paperback novels in the mornings, swam in the Gulf, and shared every moment together that we could, which included walks, showers, meals, and going to bed well after midnight, every night.
“We’re perfect together,” he said, squeezing my hand within his own, driving along the eastern coast of the Yucatan Peninsula in a rented two-door coupe, heading to Mayan ruins that overlooked the Gulf. It was a sunny and
