I had expected some sort of dramatic transformation, something that would mirror the radical changes that I now knew had happened within me.My skin se...med smoother, lacking all the little blemishes and imperfections I used to spend hours obsessing over. It also looked like it was a few shades paler, though, that could have simply been a trick of the poor lighting. My face was a bit leaner giving me a more mature and experienced look – as if it belonged on someone who had lived a much fuller and. .And asked how was your journey to which she replied good ..Than she started asking me few question about gf and all..Then I replied am looking for one to which she laughed and told dont be lair you look nice you might be having then I told her her am looking for one really.Then she didnt replied then when next day we met in gym she was normal and smiling at me and giving me naughty looks.Since it was sunday the trainer was absent and we were doing on our own so she joined me then she told me. That’s fourteen years. If our birthdays fell on the calendar right, it might only be thirteen years different. That’s not so much, I think. ‘Our age difference won’t be a problem,’ he says and for some reason I put it out of my head. I recover. ‘You were married, then. Divorced?’ ‘No, widowed. A form of brain cancer took Helen.’ ‘I’m so sorry.’ ‘Don’t be. We had a good life together. I only wished I enjoyed it more. One day, I walk in the door on a wonderful summer night and she tells me she. Each stepshe became more radiant until she was shining like the crystalchandeliers on the ceiling of the ballroom. Ziggy turned around and sawhow dazzling his friend was. Seeing Joy's joy quickly chased away anybit of sorrow Ziggy was feeling about the state of their friendship.There was no time for sadness when next to such happiness.Joy placed her purse down and started to take the boutonni?re off ofZiggy's lapel. How content, happy and confident Joy was made it so theman, who did not know he.