ketty的部落格

一些外遇問題往往鬧得满城風雨最後知道真相的是另一半

常被問到這種事會不會告訴當事人？

以我的正義感應當會義憤填膺以暗示明講讓受害者有所警覺

但有一年在偶然機會不巧知道某個秘密却躑躅再三

決定暫時擱著不講的理由是了解那位當事人朋友的脾氣

不管結果是分是合，好心提醒她的人一定會被出賣

有的當事人其實早就知曉却選擇廻避問題

一旦事情鬧開來更不知何去何從吧？

年紀越大越不敢肯定說這是正義感應該站出來說

更不敢說這有關是非道德的良心問題

不是當事人無法知曉真正造成問題的徵結

解決問題的方式也許不只我所認知的一種

“To be or not to be, that is a question.”

我將自己陷入說與不說兩難的困境

（以下只是一個「故事」）

May is my friend since young, we then entered the same college.  As a student, I was ignorant in business, but May was known for her sophistication in financial manipulations and active in stock market too. 

May and I had a mutual friend, Math, a tall and handsome young man who knew how to please girls.  May was interested in him and asked my opinion. I told her Math had a personality of pursuing everything to its brutal end.  He even asked me how rich she was.  Ironically, they soon fell in love.  Math knew what I told May about him, and liked to make fun of me in public to embarrass me. They were married after graduation.

Years later, May owns an international trading company and other potential investment, Math works for her.  She is capable in business, he lives luxuriously and actively in the so-called “medium-high” social life.  People say they are an ideal match.

Three months ago, our families held a reunion in my home.  After dinner, our children had their own groups, and the four adults moved from the dinning room on the first floor to an open space on the third floor.  We drank tea and chatted casually under quiet sparkling stars, the old times remembered vividly.

After eleven o’clock, Math looked uneasily, he made excuses to go to the restroom frequently.  When I went down to the first floor to get more desert, I  heard a murmuring from my kitchen.  I saw Math standing there, holding a cellular phone and seemed to be comforting a pampered woman.  I hesitated and went away silently.  I connected this to what another of my friends said about a story involving Math a half year ago; there must be a reason for this.

As May helped me clean the kitchen the next morning, our conversation naturally led to marriage.  “If you know of any affairs involving Math,” she said, “as a very personal friend, you must let me know the truth.” She hoped to not be the last one to know the story.

Thinking about my previous experience, the consequence of the advice I gave before the marriage, it seems that I put myself in a predicament. “To be or not to be, that is a question.” And so I decided to keep silent for the moment.