"Can I ask you a question?" She's breaks through the silence. "Of course" "Would you forgive someone, if they lied to you?" She asks me. What? That question is so vague, how does she expect me to answer that? "Well, I guess it would depend on what the lie was." I answer the question as best as I can. She continues to stare at the lake in front of us. God, she's gorgeous, even while just standing there, she's beautiful to me. "Did someone lie to you?" "No, I did"