“No, you’re not. You won’t date because of that. That’s why you have a hard time trusting people? This is the woman from college?” I nod, silently answering both questions. In a rare moment, Indy is speechless, maybe picking up on the fact I don’t want to talk about this any longer. But she gives me her silent support through the squeeze of my hand. “Will you tell me a secret now?” I ask. “I don’t have many secrets. I’m kind of an open book if you couldn’t tell.”
