The Art Of Flirting

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Sarah, my best friend and I are driving from opposite sides of the country to meet for our annual spa weekend. I am exhausted after a prolonged period of stress at work. Lying on the hard, single bed by the swimming pool, I feel podgy and wrinkled next to my voluptuous friend who is a vision of loveliness. Yes, she looks great, but it is the mischievous glint in her eye that makes you want to join her gang.

Sarah has rediscovered her va-va voom. Divorced 18 months previously, she is now dating a man 10 years her junior, is doing daily yoga and looks like someone is sprinkling fairy dust on her porridge every morning. I’m also divorced and have dated sporadically, but recently have started to feel invisible.