I told her I understood.
“Seal your lips,” she insisted. “You can’t tell a soul, mum’s the word. Promise me.”
I promised. I raised my right hand and took an oath. I told her that I’d swear on the Holly Bibble. That seemed to work, so she divulged her confidential secret. For my part, I gave an Oscar-worthy look of shock. I didn’t have the heart to tell her that everyone already knew.