He Gave My Medicine to His Mistress While I Signed for My Own Surgery

A class reunion. A dozen of us crammed into a karaoke booth, the liquor warming everyone's blood, and somebody started pushing a game called the "Worst Cheater Challenge."

The rules: take turns playing the "ultimate trash ex," and invent the most despicable thing you'd ever done to a partner.

The more believable, the better. Loser picked up the tab.

Timothy Fox pulled me close as he stood, a careless, wicked grin spreading across his face. "All right, let me go hard."

"The day her grandmother passed, it wasn't that I couldn't get a train ticket. It was Sheila Winfield's birthday.