So we went to bed. Now the bed was a double bed, although she could go to the other room but we decided to sleep in the same room since we wanted to t...lk. We had interesting conversation on different topics including our life experiences. We were talking about our past relationships and friendships etc. At one point in the conversation, I said, I always felt that you were the closest friend I ever had since time and distance could not change the joy we seek by spending time together. She said. I dropped myforehead to the floor, closing my eyes and trying to relax as I drew inlong breaths. I couldn't hear anything over the television, which wastuned into the Home Shopping Station for some reason; a channel we allhated for sheer boredom. I could see light coming from the kitchendoorway, and shadows moving about as though someone were in there.Stealing the silver maybe? I didn't know, but I watched intently, tryingto get my breath back and willing the knots holding me tight to. I was about to give up hope when one of the messages caught my attention. Actually, it was the profile picture that accompanied it that truly caught my eye. The woman in the picture was beautiful. Breathtaking. My heart started to race as I clicked on it. A quick study of her profile page confirmed my suspicions. She was a knockout. Part of me was reticent, because I was afraid the images I now saw had nothing to do with the woman who had created the profile. But if by some bizarre stroke of. " Bear this in mind, Honey," added Jean. "In this tiny town, there are far fewer secrets than most people will admit to themselves. John Doe cheating on his wife, or Jane Doe cheating on her husband, is pretty common. The culprits don't even try terribly hard to hide it, but it is so common that it doesn't get a lot of attention. People know, but they don't talk about it much. Everyone knows the lonely divorced women who'll go home with almost any man. Everyone knows the single mothers who are.