My husband Jerry and I had been friends with Sam and his wife Joan for about six years, since Sam began working at Jerry’s company.

The four of us saw a lot of each other, going to each other’s house for dinner and sometimes taking vacations together. About a year ago, however, Sam and Joan were divorced, and for about six months after that Sam became a rather reclusive person, hiding from the world, and we saw very little of him during that time.

That summer Jerry and I rented a small beach house at the shore, and Jerry suggested we invite Sam to stay with us for a weekend, hoping to cheer him up a bit — a suggestion with which I eagerly agreed. The fact was that I had always had kind of a secret thing for Sam, and I was more than happy at the prospect of seeing him again.

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