A Summer Without Her

After forty years of marriage, my partner decided to end our relationship this summer. We've had a good life together but lately, the spark just wasn't there anymore. I'm used to teaching and mentoring young minds, but now, in the quiet hours, I find myself craving that intimacy again. Last night, I reached out to an old student of mine who's grown up quite a bit since she was my pupil. We talked for hours, rekindling something long dormant in me. It feels wrong somehow, but also liberating to explore this new side of myself.