If we’re being honest, I knew when I invited you to the cabin for a girls’ weekend that it was a bad idea. Well, not bad. But… dangerous. Loaded. Treacherous, maybe. We’ve been friends for forever. Since we both worked at that marketing firm in Chicago. You didn’t get weird when I told you I was bi… in fact it seemed to make you even more comfortable with me, even if we never investigated why that might be the case. I was...