Hanna, my wife, had a more intimate relationship with her friend Debbie than she let on, or so I’d always suspected.

The two had gone to college together and had stayed in touch since, though they lived on opposite sides of the country. They talked on the phone, and they emailed — a lot. What I overheard of their communications almost sounded like code to me.

Had they been lovers in school? Hanna said no. Did I believe her? I wasn’t sure. We’d been married more than a year, and I loved my wife… but Debbie was a kind of question mark hovering over Hanna’s past for me.

I’d thought maybe all would be revealed on an upcoming weekend. Debbie and her husband, Burt, were flying in to spend time with us.

I’d already met Debbie, an extremely attractive... Read More