The whole situation was like an open drawer in a friend’s bedroom. You knew you shouldn’t look because it was none of your business but at the same time the temptation was overwhelming.
I didn’t want to get involved but I could feel the familiar pull like the heady rush of a drug through my veins. I knew I couldn’t, nor that I would, be able to leave it alone. So I did the only thing I knew:
I dived right in.