When a couple once voted most likely to marry meet serendipitously, they reunite with their spouses in a romantic beach house and rekindle their lingering passion

My hunch that I somehow knew that attractive woman behind the counter was confirmed when she glanced at my credit card, did a double take a smiled. “Boyd!” she announced. As she uttered my name, her face lit up and my brain clicked with recognition. In an instant I was swept back twenty years.

“Paula?” I said. “Paula!” She laughed as I took her hands in mine over the counter. “I’ll be damned. You’re even prettier now,” I whispered.

Paula and I had graduated as the couple most likely to marry, raise a pair of kids and drive matching station wagons. Over coffee at a restaurant three shops... Read More