My brother, who manages a hotel in Hawaii, called me to ask where my husband was. I told him, New York. He replied calmly that my husband was actually at his hotel with another woman, using my ATM card. With his help, I planned my response—then my husband called, panicking.
My brother, Luca Moretti, runs a small beachfront hotel on Oahu. We were raised in New Jersey, in a family…