With the three-day Labor Day weekend approaching, I was looking forward to doing nothing more strenuous than relaxing in my cozy apartment. I’d catch up on my reading, finish the watercolor I’d been working on (seemingly for months) and play with Jeremiah, my Persian cat. My work as a bank vice president would be the furthest thing from my mind as I savored the blissful quiet of my solitude. And then Louella, my best friend, invited me to spend the weekend with her and her husband at their cabin in the Catskills.

“It’ll do you a world of good, Beth,” she insisted. “You spend too much time indoors, either at the bank or in your apartment. A few days of fresh air will make a brand new woman of you.”

Although I knew that Louella had my best interests in mind, my acceptance... Leer Más