THE KISS

On our way home, I thought of why she let herself be ridiculed by those women as I tried to get the reason why those women treated her the way they did from her.

“Lily,” I called out to her but she didn’t respond. “Lily?” I called out again.

“Don’t ask,” she replied. It was obvious she knew why I called her.

“Why though? Why don’t you want me to ask?”

“Because my reply would be a bit embarrassing.”

“I still want to hear it though. Why did you let those women ridicule you the way they did. That wasn’t fair at all,” I protested.

“It’s in the...