Tom and I planned a quiet New Year’s Eve party. We didn’t want to be on the road or with a crowd of people, so we invited Tom’s best friend Larry, his wife Susan, and Amy and Phil, next-door neighbors who had recently moved in. Tom seemed to be looking forward to the party with more than his usual “you plan it, I’ll come” attitude. And I should have suspected something was afoot when he encouraged me to wear a short skirt...