The Intruder in the Spider Outfit
I didn’t pick Club Med in Nassau out of the blue. I had a friend named Charlotte who was a party planner in Sherman Oaks. Tall, attractive, slender, and in her mid-twenties, she was a director of catering for a nearby hotel. She and her Day Runner, always inseparable. Picture Courtney Cox in Friends, only taller.
Charlotte and I reconnected when my marriage ended. She was a generous listener and a phone person. I am also a phone person, so we would stay up late into the night solving the mysteries of life together. She was single, career-driven, and always complaining about never meeting Mr. Right.
At this point in my life, I should confess that I had a problem that my marriage counselor ...