“I’ve got to say that’s a pretty wild story,” he said.
“Well, it’s true,” she said.
“You’re sure?”
“What do you mean? Why would I lie about something like this?”
“I don’t know. It’s just that it happened so long ago. Memories get fuzzy.”
“There’s nothing unclear in my mind.”
“Was anybody else there when it happened?”
“No.”
“Did you tell anybody?”
“No. I felt ashamed.”
He sighed.
“You know if you talk about this, people are going to attack you.”
“I know.”
“It’s bound to get ugly.”
She closed her eyes and nodded.
“But I believe you,” he said.
“Well, it’s true,” she said.
“You’re sure?”
“What do you mean? Why would I lie about something like this?”
“I don’t know. It’s just that it happened so long ago. Memories get fuzzy.”
“There’s nothing unclear in my mind.”
“Was anybody else there when it happened?”
“No.”
“Did you tell anybody?”
“No. I felt ashamed.”
He sighed.
“You know if you talk about this, people are going to attack you.”
“I know.”
“It’s bound to get ugly.”
She closed her eyes and nodded.
“But I believe you,” he said.
