They Went on a Holiday Cruise and Left Me With a Man They Called a “Problem”

having planned it.

“We should send something,” Thomas said.

I took out my phone. We angled together, the lake stretching out behind us. I held the phone at arm’s length.

“Smile like you’re not thinking about mutiny,” I told him.

“I am always thinking about mutiny,” he replied. But he smiled.

In the photo, he looked softer than I’d ever seen him, the deep continue reading …