When I got home last Friday, I found my girlfriend in a funny mood. Iva seemed a little nervous and a whole lot giggly. I could tell she was gearing up to tell me something, but I was exhausted after a long business trip, so I wasn’t as attentive as usual.

But after a long while, she could no longer hold in her secret and told me, “I made us an appointment for tomorrow.”

I’ll admit I was only half paying attention to her as I leafed through the mail.

“Where?” I asked, figuring she might have made us a reservation at her favorite restaurant or maybe set us up for massages at the spa.

“With Theresa,” she said shyly.

That got my attention in a big way, and I set the mail down.

Theresa is my ex, you see. I’d written to... Read More