"My head hurts now," I said.

"You'll be fine," Mom said. "Relax and have fun tonight."

I did. The party was epic, and the weather was unseasonably warm. I had a great time with my old Pack and didn't get to sleep until after two in the morning. That was only midnight West Coast time, but it meant the four-thirty AM wakeup was WAY too early for me. I slept the whole flight.

The press and paparazzi were out in force as I walked in with my Mom to the FBI Branch Office in downtown Boston. It didn't take long to swear out the complaint about the sexual assault. An...