I booked our old honeymoon hotel for our 40th anniversary because I wanted to relive one of the happiest weeks of our marriage. Within minutes of checking in, I learned my husband might have been returning there without me.
My husband and I returned to our honeymoon hotel 40 years later.
We had talked about doing it for years.
Every anniversary, Robert would say, “One day, we’ll go back.”
And every year, something got in the way.
That is just how life is.
But when our 40th anniversary came around, we finally got to do it.
We booked three nights at the same hotel where we had spent our honeymoon.
The place had changed, of course.
But when we walked up to reception, I still felt 24 again.
Robert squeezed my hand.
“Forty years,” he said.
“How time flies.”
The receptionist looked up from her computer.
She smiled at Robert.
“Welcome back, Robert.”
I laughed. “I’m surprised you remember us. We haven’t been here in 40 years.”
Her smile disappeared.
She looked at Robert. Then at me.
“Oh. I thought Robert had stayed with us more recently.”
I turned toward him. “What?”
Robert barely reacted.
“She must have me confused with someone else.”
The receptionist was already looking at her computer.
“No, I’m quite sure. Same name.”
Then she frowned.
“You usually request the same room.”
“Usually?”
Robert stepped closer to the desk.
“We’d just like to check in.”
He sounded a little angry and impatient.
She nodded. “Of course.”
I said nothing until we reached our room.
The second the door closed, I turned around.
“You’ve been here recently?”
Robert put his suitcase on the luggage rack. “No.”
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