The other day I found my fiance in bed with another man.

After a heated night and day of packing and early-morning phone calls, I came to realize that I was homeless, with nowhere to go. Now, late in the day after my unpleasant discovery, I decided to head for a few beers and an attempt at unwinding at a local club where I emcee a weekly karaoke show.

Karla, who tends bar at the club, is a student at the college I’d graduated from less than a year before. She knew my fiance and I were having problems, and it was Karla who’d convinced me to go home and try to sort things out, no matter what. “No matter what” did not include walking in on my fiance screwing some other guy.

When I got to the club, Karla asked how I was holding up. We talked over the course of a couple hours and... Leer Más