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“You’re only as sick as the secrets you keep", Connie stated firmly. This was an old saying she had heard many times.
“Shut up!” Katie shouted as her face reddened, while she was clenching her fists.
“Katie, you have to come clean to John. He deserves to know the truth,” Connie pleaded as she looked down into Katie’s piercing green eyes. Katie was only 5’4” and very petite with a mop of black hair. Her Irish inheritance was evident.
“Connie, he will be so upset. I just can’t do that, I don’t want to lose him,” Katie pleaded.
Connie’s auburn hair and tall stature was striking. She and Katie, now in their early twenties, have been best friends since kindergarten.
The Saturday morning autumn weather was perfect, and they just completed their weekly five mile run together. Connie walked over and sat on a bench. Katie was pacing back and forth in front of her.
“John loves you, Katie. Just tell him and get it over with,” Connie said.
“I don’t want to hurt him, and I don’t want him to be mad!”
“Katie, like I said, he will forgive you. That’s what people who love each other do!”
“I know you are probably right, but I can’t chance it,” Katie said.
“You know, it's not about the money.”
“I know!” Katie was so frustrated. “I don’t want to talk anymore,” Katie said in a softer voice.
Connie persevered, “Katie, secrets between lovers have a way of destroying their relationship.”
Connie Trying To Help
“Connie, there is no way to tell these secrets because he will always wonder why I waited such a long time. He will not understand, and I really can’t blame him. I love him and don’t want to lose him,” Katie said. “I’m scared.” She started to cry again.
Connie walked over to put her arm around Katie, but Katie pushed her away as tears flowed down her cheeks.
“Katie, I understand what you are saying. Your relationship with John has always been such a positive, wonderful thing in your life, but you are still hiding those secrets. That will eat you alive!”
“I know you are right, but I still don’t think I can tell him,” Katie said while still crying.
“Katie, would you consider talking to Pastor Ryan?”
“I don’t see how that will solve anything,” Katie whined. “I’m going home, so see you later.” Katie started jogging toward her home while Connie stayed on the bench.
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