When I was younger my grandparents would come from Italy and stay with us sometimes 5 to 6 months at a time. My parents would go to our summer cabin and I would be at home with my grandparents.
I would go out and come home late and my grandparents would be asleep and I would go into my mothers room and take her slip and pantyhose and I would lay on the couch and watch TV. I would fall asleep on the couch and I would get up at 2 or 3 in the morning and go to bed. The funny part was I would get up on the couch and I would have a blanket on me and maybe being younger and naive it never dawned on me where that blanket came from.
My grandparents ended up staying with us and when my grandmother died I told my wife about the blanket situation. My grandmother came to cover me with a blanket and must have seen me dressed like that and never said a word to me or my parents or anyone as far as I know and she took it to her grave.
That's amazing I would say, and now I'm wondering has anyone here ever had a situation where a person knew something and never said anything and nothing ever was said?
Just wondering