It was late on a Friday night, and I was the last person in the office. I had my lights dimmed so I could completely focus on finishing the last of my spreadsheets before heading home to my wife to start the weekend. The sun had already set, and darkness had started to settle in for the evening. Only the light from my laptop was brightening the room I was in. Looking up, I saw that there were no lights left on in the buil...

The following week passed in a haze with a whirlwind of thoughts filling my mind. Would my new friend in the building across from me repeat her performance? Did she really want me to take the lead this week? Could I really expose myself in such a public, intimate way? My wife could not help but notice a difference in my behavior. Several times she asked me what was bothering me. She often caught me with a far-away look in...