Chapter 16It had been nearly two months since I first met Gayle in the park, when she invited me over for dinner one evening. By now, we had become very close friends, and I felt comfortable being around her and discussing even personal details of my life that I normally wouldn’t share with anyone other than my husband. So, that evening, we talked.
Music was playing softly on the stereo in the living room, and the lights out there were turned down low, while we sat in the kitchen at the table.
As Gayle ate, she set down her fork and picked up her napkin, wiping the corners of her mouth.
“Can I ask you something?” she said, reaching for her glass.
I sat back and nodded, taking my own napkin and dabbing my lips.
“Mm hm,” I replied with a smile.
Gayle pushed her chair back and reached f
