Still Got It

Chapter Two

T wenty-four hours later and the world was a different place. Grace had waved goodbye to the unseasonably heavy rain in Oxfordshire without looking back. The moment she’d boarded the plane, she’d forced herself to stop worrying about climate change and what sort of planet her generation would be leaving behind for their children and grandchildren.

Swapping the big jet for a forty-seater island hopper at Athens, she stared down at the place that would become her home for the next three months as the tiny plane made its descent. Rocky land rose up from a turquoise sea, as the whitewashed houses came into focus, and the sun reflected off the many churches with their blue domed roofs.

Grace looked down at her hands, and before she could change her mind, carefully took off her plain gold band of a wedding ring and put it in the zipped compartment of her bag. Thirty-five years of marriage cancelled, just like that.