Sometimes the universe smiles on you. Recently, I was stuck at the airport waiting out a long layover. After several books and magazines failed to hold my attention, I headed to the airport bar for two of my favorite activities — drinking on my boss’ dime and people-watching.

I’d just taken a sip of my drink when I heard someone calling my first name. Since I was in an airport, I’d initially ignored it, assuming the person was bellowing for someone else. But then the man’s voice got louder and closer, and the guy tapped me on the shoulder.

I turned and found myself face-to-face with Ted, my college fuck buddy. He still looked exactly as I’d remembered him: tan, lean and unshakably confident. A quick glance at his left hand revealed no wedding ring on his finger, and my mind... Read More