I sit down. Penny is staring at me with expectancy, she always knew when I had something to say. I take breath, and open my mouth. “I need to confess something… I did it. Now, can you pass the wine?”

She without hesitation moved to pour me a glass. She always knew when I needed it. She also knew exactly what I was talking about. “Does she know your parents don’t know yet? If you want to date this girl, in college, and bring her home to your parents without coming out, she’s gonna need to know your parents don’t know.” She asked like the good friend she was. “Yes, she knows my parents are homophobic jerks.” She sighed. “Margo. This is-“ I cut her off. “Doomed to fail? Never going to work? I know! But I want it to so bad!-“ She put a finger to my lips. “No.” She said quietly looking down. “No Margo.” She looked up, warmth in her eyes. “It’s amazing.”