Alex slipped into the crisp linen dress, twisted her long blonde hair up with a silver hair comb, and slipped into sky-high sandals. She was conflicted about last night and the upcoming dinner party this evening. She picked up her champagne flute for a long sip. It was time to go - the driver had been out front for more than ten minutes. She felt mildly guilty but since she almost told him to leave, it was better to be la...

Alex took a break from packing for a weekend in Palm Beach. Her friend Kim had recently moved from Santa Cruz to Palm Beach and invited her for a little getaway. Alex took last-minute getaways all the time to hike, ski, do anything on the water, or for weekend trysts. It was a rare treat to hang with her friend. The girls met at Barre class and last year went to a yoga retreat in Baja together. Kim told her that Trip was...

It’s mid-afternoon as I am crossing Central Park and the light is beginning to fade when I arrive alone at The Ritz. The doorman’s gloved hand opens the grand doors and ushers me into the vast entrance. In the lobby, I walk right past the front desk without a glance. I don’t break my stride and set my sights on the elevator bank at the far side of the lobby. Room 2608, reads the text and I’ll find the door open. My knee-l...