My body had become ageless. It took a heavily disapproving look from customers sitting next to us in a restaurant to apprise me of it, a look which far from making me ashamed, reinforced my determination not to hide my affair with a man “who could have been my son,” when any fifty-something guy could carry on openly with a woman obviously not his daughter without arousing disapproval.
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