A chance encounter with his former fiancée’s sister leads to a swinging good time.

Ten years ago, for five minutes, I was engaged to be married. Until now, that’s the closest I’ve gotten to wedded bliss.

Okay, “five minutes” is an exaggeration, but not a big one. I had just finished grad school in Texas, where I’d been dating Penny, this sweet, sexy, smart young linguistics student. (Our joke was that, she should go teach at the City University of New York, so she could present herself officially as a “CUNY-linguist.”) We’d dated for a couple of years. I’d met her family; she’d met mine. She had two more years to work on her doctoral degree. I’d finished my own and had been applying for teaching jobs around the country.

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