I woke up in our Thailand hotel and discovered my husband and his family had disappeared. They took my phone, stole my passport, and even canceled my flight home. The only thing my husband left behind was a note: “You’re on your own. Figure it out.”
Martin had answered without smiling. “Exactly.” Standing alone in Phuket without my phone, I finally understood why. I still remembered the number. I put on linen trousers and hurried back downstairs. “Can I use...