'Let's play truth or dare, for old times' sake . . . '



I reluctantly agree, silently praying none of my three oldest friends gets the chance to ask me a truth. There is so much I've been keeping from them. Just for this weekend, for our long-awaited college reunion, I want to put all that aside and have some fun.



But it wasn't my secrets I should have been worried about. It was theirs.



When Ada draws truth, she can't meet my eye. 'Ivy . . . ' she begins and then stops. Before saying something that I immediately wish she could take back.



But of course she can't, not now.



The worst thing is no one else seems as shocked. I realize they have let me think I was to blame all these years. Perhaps I never knew my closest friends to begin with. Maybe we were never actually friends all . . .