It had been years since I'd seen Noah Andersoon, my high school nemesis. He was the bane of my teenage existence, yet here he was, unexpectedly, at my college reunion party on a cruise. I was still reeling from my recent breakup; my 35-year-old ex-fiancé had traded me in for a 21-year-old model, and of course, he was at the reunion, parading his...Read more