When 42-year-old Grace met 26-year-old Joab, she didn't realise how much she would glean from him Ten years ago, if someone had said that in a decade I would be in lockdown, have greying hair and a boyfriend 16 years my junior, I’d have laughed.
Back then, I was committed to my husband and my hair colourist – and pandemics were something I’d only experienced via the cinema.
Here I am, though, a greyer, 42-year-old divorcée with three kids, who has fallen in love with her 26-year-old neighbour. A couple of months ago, my boyfriend, Joab, sat next to me on my sofa and said, ‘I love you,’ for the first time.
I’d said the same thing a few weeks earlier. And although love can be a lazy word and a loose concept, Joab’s declaration after a year