I married my high school sweetheart at 73 — after his funeral, his lawyer knocked on my door and said: “You walked right into his TRAP.

And Gethin Floyd said: “I’m sorry. I should have softened it.”

And then he said the other thing, which I did not expect.

He said: “He was worried you’d think there was money coming.”

So those words are not a flourish. They are a warning, written by Alun, to get in front of the one thing he was afraid of.

And I heard them on a doorstep as a joke and told them as one ever since.

The month.

We had thirty-two days.

And I have described it, every time, as the happiest month of my life, and I am not going to take that back because it is true.

And I was also his nurse for eleven of those days.

I came off his care on the twenty-ninth of March, which I should have done on the eleventh of February, and I knew it on the eleventh of February, and I have been a nurse since 1974.

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