February 2
“First, how long have you known that Katie was married?” he asks.
That came out of left field, even though I knew he was probably going to ask something like that– just not that exactly. The thing is, I can’t help but tell him something I don’t want him to know. I can’t say “just this morning,” because that would tell him about the disappearing ring thing. On the other hand, maybe he knows about the ring thing, so if I tell him “since I’ve known her,” he’ll know that’s a lie. But then again, I don’t think I ever really found out she was married, and I’m not entirely convinced by the ring thing, so I could say “she isn’t,” but that would either be a lie or tell him I don’t buy the ring trick.
What makes it more infuriating is that I have the distinct feeling that all three of them are the truth. It’s a bizarre feeling. They are all true, but they can’t all be true because they’re contradictory; and even so they are still, all three of them, the precise, perfect, God’s truth.
“A difficult question?” he asks. “I understand. Take as much time…” he trails off, a slight smirk curling the right side of his mouth. “…as much time as you need.”
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