I’m not proud about how any of the rest of this went down. I broke one of my own cardinal rules and snooped through the Boyfriend’s email. I learned that Kimberly had already forwarded my original email to him with a note that read, ‘I’m sorry, I had to tell her.’ My mind rebelled past the idea of the Boyfriend cheating on me, and kept returning to this Negroni Season business.
‘I love the idea of the Tom Sawyer adventure,’ Mooney said. ‘The problem is it’s not 1883. You can’t do that anymore. You have to follow the rules.’
— This boat don’t float, Lora Pabst in Star Tribune