In their old age, they could afford to travel, meet friends, and enjoy hobbies. Every Monday they went to couples’ dance classes — it had become their little tradition.

But one evening, everything changed.

As the slow music played, the husband suddenly broke the rhythm of the dance and, looking straight into his wife’s eyes, said in a quiet but firm voice:

— I want a divorce. I’m tired of all this.

The wife slightly raised her eyebrows but did not flinch.

— Why, dear? What happened? — she asked coldly and calmly.