I was the one to whom everyone told their secrets. Friends trusted me implicitly. Things they’d never whisper to anybody else, they would confess to me. It had always been this way.

I was glad to lend an ear, but sometimes it got to be a bit much. I had enough salacious dirt on every one of my friends that I could have blackmailed them from now until doomsday — but of course, I never would.

There was a burden that came with that level of intimate knowledge. I was the only one in our circle who knew Deborah had started visiting an S&M club. Only I was aware that Daniel had his first gay experience two months ago and couldn’t stop thinking about it.

It got even more complicated than that. Luke had confessed he was cheating on Diane, which turned out to be fine, since Diane told me... Read More