A smart man who loves stupidly should have seen the disaster that was headed his way. In this satirical, semiautobiographical, anti-love story, Aaden never saw it coming, but his wife, Holly, did. Before Twitter, before Facebook and Instagram, before instant messaging and unlimited texting, there was only e-mail. Aaden and Terese began a very long long-distance affair, conducted almost entirely by e-mail, punctuated by short visits and long phone calls. Aaden successfully lied to Terese about being married; he thought he had kept the affair a secret from his wife. Predictably, Holly uncovers the affair; unpredictably, she begins to interfere in it, with intended and unintended hilarious consequences. Kwn only to herself, Holly gained access to all of the e-mails, and willingly, even eagerly, became the third person in her husband's affair. Revelations shock, suspicions frolic, lies accumulate; history is reinterpreted, statesmen are insulted, music is mocked, nature is nursed; friends, family, and total strangers are deceived. In this amusing tale, words, which drive all of the actions, leave Aaden, Terese, and Holly sputtering, until the moment it whipsaws into an unexpected ending, leaving them all speechless.