Attracting the Truth

Joshua was ready to talk to me, to tell me what his big secret was. Of course, I wanted to hear, not just because I'm really nosy--which I am--but also because I wanted to be there for him. “Okay,” I said. “Where do you want to go?”

“Let’s go back to your stump,” he suggested, running his palm along the back of his neck. I could tell that he didn’t want to tell me whatever it was that he was about to say.

“You know, Joshua, if you’re not ready to talk, it’s okay,” I told him. “I know that you said this has something to do with what I just saw, but if it helps any, I have no idea what I was looking at.”

Joshua turned and looked over his shoulder, smirking at me. “Just come on, Harlow,” he said, like he thought I was being