When Friendship is Thicker Than Blood
my chair and began to raise my voice, "You mean to tell me you brought me out to some club where I don't know where the hell we really are, had to get drunk just to tell me about your love life? What? Did you think I was going to forget the last twenty years? That it would matter to me who you choose to love?"
Lynn looked up and asked, "Well doesn't it?"
"Not no but HELL no!"
Lynn then went on to tell me she had wanted me to know the truth before David and I put her in our will as guardian to our daughter. She then said David would have to know as well and I asked if she wanted me to tell him. She mulled it over and decided she needed to be the one to tell him. You see, they had and still have a special friendship. In fact, their friendship was one of my mother's favorite topics to try and needle me with in an attempt to drive a wedge between the three of us (David, Lynn and me).
It was nothing for Lynn to call or come over, spend time talking and laughing with David. There were even times something would happen and she would call to share it with my husband. They would laugh and then I would have to ask after he hung up the phone what was so funny. If anyone had asked him who his best friend was other than me, he would have said Lynn. I don't know how many times I heard from in-laws, other friends and of course my mother, that Lynn was trying to, "Steal David away."
Lynn made arrangements to come over the next weekend and take us all out for pizza. While she had to get a strong dose of liquid courage to tell her secret, she stayed sober for the telling of David but ordered him at least two pitchers of beer. Since he was the only one who drank beer, there was little doubt as to whom it was for.
So how did David take the news? The same way Lynn gave it, well lit and with a slurred, "And you thought this was news to me?" Since he had never said anything to me about it, Lynn and I both looked at him in shock but
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