Love survives five-hundred years of dust to rekindle the bittersweet romance between the ghost of Sandro Botticelli and a retired art history professor.
As a teenager in 1967, I’d been the poster girl for romantic dreamers in love with love. But even then, I knew in my heart I was destined for vicarious love in my dotage because I had fallen in love with a man who couldn’t age. Forty-six years later, I had to see him one last time.
“So, on this, the longest night of the year, I listen intently to the shadows, deep in my own midwinter when it’s most fitting that I pay heed to the ghosts of my regrets. Feeling perfectly young on the inside with the irreconcilable difference of old-age on the outside is a war of physics, and like most fear-based prophecies, it was bound to be a self-fulfilling one.”
“Forty-six years ago, when Sandro Botticelli’s self portrait first stared into my eyes, soul-to-soul, I almost believed in heaven. I blinked first but I’ve never once looked away.”– Linton Ross, the winter solstice, December 21, 2013
Life can be an immortal comedy that leads from obsession to seduction.
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Veronica Knox 