We went to our rooms to clean up though I wasn’t sweaty. The dry air kept me from getting very sweaty. I went down and met my wife along with Bert a...d, moments later, Elaine. We told them what we had done. I said, “Belinda, you would like that park. If we have time, we might go down there.” She nodded.We went in for lunch, another group meal. Fortunately, there was no alcohol served and everything was quiet. We shared a table with Elaine and Bert. We were joined by three other couples who all. There was no mistaking him for another since we had conversations on webcam and physical descriptions of one another. A simple nod was exchanged and Rob began to make his way to the booth. Now the butterflies changed into dive-bombers and I really hoped that this meeting wasn’t a big mistake. In an instant everything changed. He was a very outgoing gentleman, little shorter than me but still an imposing figure with a firm handshake and a very crisp voice. Quite a bit thinner than me but then we. The covering letter was from Franz Lieber, the handsome fellow who was now her lead attorney. After the usual pleasantries, Lieber wrote:In the course of examining our files on your account, I took the liberty of going through some of the earlier material we have. I discovered some material I think is of some importance, and I discussed it with Herr Rebus who was involved with your files at the time of your husband's death.I found, mixed in your late husband's papers and some other notes, a. “Don’t get into too much trouble tonight,” he gently teased.I broke into a little smile. “You know I could say the same thing to you.”“Have a good night, baby ... I love you.“I love you too, John ... so much.”Our marriage felt so good, so strong. I never imagined this lifestyle would bring us closer and allow us to communicate in ways we never had in the past. We were so open and honest with each other now ... the tender feelings were almost indescribable.I’d packed a small overnight bag and I.