Over the next week, I heard Cindy talking to Diane on the phone quite often. When the next Tuesday rolled around, I was in for a bigger surprise.

I came in to find the two of them already on the couch with at least a couple of drinks in them. They were giggling like schoolgirls.

"Hey, honey!" Cindy turned towards me. "I hear from Diane that you kissed her when you took her home last week." I stared at her, shocked that Diane had told her, although I wondered how much. I was also shocked that Cindy, already having known the story, would bring it up seconds after I got...