Peggy said we are doing it back to front – that we should have loved each other passionately at the beginning and it should have faded away by now into grumpy middle age. That is nature’s way of preparing us to be separated, she said. Then she got sad, and she said that sadness is the price we pay for love, as her eyes teared up and her pretty face cracked at thoughts of age and death and one of us losing the other.
