Laurie Colwin - June 14, 1944 – October 24, 1992
Call me old fashioned – call me uptight – call me stuffy - call me ignorant – call me innocent.
I just don’t know how people can do it. I guess the first problem is that we are – people, and people do this sort of thing. They have mistresses and secret lovers. They have relationships and affairs behind the backs of their husbands and wives.
I just don’t understand it. I don’t understand this part of human behavior. Yes, I understand that most of us...nearly all of use want love, need to be loved and also love others – but if you are going to commit yourself to loving one person, to be in a relationship with that one person, then why would you risk so much by violating their trust?
What do you have to gain?
Can any good really come of it?
There are crimes that people commit in the world that alter the paths of others in a way that they could never be the same. Murder, rape, abuse...you get the picture.
How could someone use the emotion of love though to cause such damage to another?
It was written that Colwin wrote about love.
She wrote this story from the vantage point of a man. A man loving his mistress.
It’s an interesting read – a woman’s perspective of having a mistress.
She did a fine job.