I had lied. Plain and simple. Not sure why I chose to say what I did, but the truth was - I had not been honest. This wasn’t something I usually did, so it had quite the shock value to my heart. It wasn’t like there was even any good reason to say what I had said about “the towel”. It just spilled out of my mouth, like maple syrup falling over pancakes - fast and easy. Honestly, I was shocked at myself. Why? How come? I didn’t think I needed to impress her. She looked at me with a simple knowing look. You know the kind. It’s how your mom looked at you when you took the cookie out of the cookie jar and then said you didn’t. She said nothing