NURSE PENNY
PENELOPE, OR PENNY as I’ve always called her, and I have been married for twenty-eight years. Our twenty-eighth year marked an ending but also a beginning. It was the year our third and youngest child started college. We’d just dropped her off. That made us officially empty-nesters.
I wanted to use the opportunity to try to rekindle Penny’s and my love life which had waned during the marriage, due mostly to lack of energy and privacy. As working-class people, we have a small house with thin walls, not a huge mansion with nannies and maids. Read More …