The final coup de grâce-the apple, if you will-was when a girl he'd met in Nantucket (very blond, long legs, small nose, no noticeable imperfections, annoyingly nice) came for a visit on a weekend a big, formal party was planned. "She's just a friend of mine," he said. He explained that we-meaning Matthew, his friend Richard, the girl and I-would all go to the party together, double date. Unfortunately, he neglected to mention that I would not be his date that evening but rather Richard's. And he kissed the pretty girl from Nantucket right in front of my eyes.

Shutterbabe Debora Copaken Kogan