marriage is an extraordinary thing - and I doubt if any outsider - even a child of the marriage - has the right to judge.
The simplest explanation is always the most likely.
I married an archeologist because the older I grow, the more he appreciates me.
I've always noticed that if you speak the truth in a rather silly way nobody believes you.
There's nothing so dangerous for anyone who has something to hide as conversation.
The lure of the past came up to grab me. To see a dagger slowly appearing, with its gold glint, through the sand was romantic. The carefulness of lifting pots and objects from the soil filled me with a longing to be an archaeologist myself.