Margaret had always been familiar with solitude. At 62, she had grown accustomed to a life marked by routine—early morning tea, long afternoons with books, and quiet evenings spent with old movies flickering on the screen. She had stopped expecting surprises.
That was until a community garden event brought Daniel into her life. He was warm, funny, and easy to talk to. Margaret didn’t go looking for anything, but their conversation flowed effortlessly. Something about him felt different.
They shared an unexpected connection. Daniel, at 65, was a widower who enjoyed the same old tunes and calm, meandering walks as she did. Over time, what began as casual chats turned into shared weekends, dinners, and dreams.