WWYD? I was seated next to a table of 3. I knew they were church ladies as they wore big name badges with their conservative church’s name. As they waited for their 4th, they began discussing, rather meanly, a family problem they heard she’s going through. They could ask her outright “but we all know what a liar she is.” It was just getting juicy when the liar arrived. Hugs and kisses and bless your hearts all around. Two went to the restroom together, and the 3rd woman turns to the 4th and tells her what the other two had to say about her. I almost laughed my soup out of my nose, since she’d been the instigator.  Twenty minutes later I’m about to leave the restroom when “the liar” walked in. I paused for a sign. She came right to the sink and stood next to me. We locked eyes in the mirror. “Your hair is lovely,” she said to me. Was this a test to see if I could keep silent while having such powerful and perhaps life-changing information for her? Or was it spirit giving me ample chance to reveal something that was best known?  

“Thank you,” I said. Then, “I have to tell you something. I don’t know any of you but the one who told you the other 2 were talking about you, she was the one who began that conversation. They all had unkind things to say about you. I’m not sorry to tell you, because I would want to know that my friends are not my friends.” I gave her my card and left. I thought later, these may be her only friends. If she chose to remain with them, at least she would know where she stood. I would want to know.”