I opened the wine fridge and uncorked a bottle of Jules’s Merlot then poured a glass to the rim. I needed a long, hot bath and lots of time to ruminate. Clara had dealt me a heavy dose of truth. Maybe I did need to change my dating course. I hadn’t found Mr. or Ms. Right yet by following my instincts. But was I truly following my instincts? Or simply who I thought I should be falling for?
