THE HOTEL
Eternal romantic Ginny wrote boys’ names on her schoolbooks when she was eight, framing them with inky hearts and ferocious imaginings. Then came the telephone years; countless flirty calls and texts, to and from spotty and sporty guys. Then her 20s; numerous hot and not-so hot dates as she pursued the quest to find her One.
Nick blasted all other guys out of her head. She positively ran down the aisle towards him. But that had been 22 years ago. A lifetime ago. Three actually. They had three kids. They were all typical teens who only emerged from their rooms to raid the fridge or ask for a lift.
She wanted a spa day, Champagne truffles and sensuous
