The Tourist--Volume 148

Hello from a fully vaccinated household and a newly 43-year-old writer. I am now old enough to be more than half-dead in any Victorian novel. Just a few short years ago, I was trolling the dance parties for a wife, and I'm already about to die so that she can be the haggard, utterly ancient 26-year-old widow who has a last-chance shot at love with the h…