I first saw her 25 years ago when she sashayed down the aisle of the airplane in a white (and what I learned later was her favourite, Maggie Shepherd) dress. (Yes I really used the word ‘sashayed’). We chatted at the layover and then again in the lobby of the hotel where we were all staying. Several years my senior, belief systems poles apart, different lifestyles and backgrounds but somehow an instant connection.
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