T,

I wonder if you guessed what is bothering me. I wish I had thought of asking your permission to read what your daughter wrote before I read all those columns. I think she's very talented! I learned things that are private, though. I couldn't help it. You and I are so close yet I'm not allowed to know about your kids. Which isn't exactly true because when I ask, you tell me. I just don't understand the boundaries. You know everything about me! You came to my house and to the funeral, and met my family. I know about you too, from your art and what you wrote. And from 6 years of seeing you. I hope that counts. But if you're upset, I want you to punish me because I deserve it. Do you still love me?

Love,
Rainbow