Gazing at her phone, my wife exclaimed, “Holy fuck.” It took a lot to make Jeanette swear. She looked across our living room at me before announcing: “Marco’s in town.”

She went on to prod me further about the name, since I was probably just staring back blankly at her. But I knew exactly who she meant. I was just in shock.

Marco had gone to college with us. He and I had dormed together. He had dated Jeanette before she and I got together and eventually married.

Actually, saying Marco dated Jeanette was probably overstating it. They’d fucked a few times. But it was one time in particular that was seared permanently into my brain. It was one of the most exciting memories I had.

There’d been a party, but I’d left early and gone back to the dorm. Marco,... Read More