The Scene: Older brother is getting ready to go to his weekly Scout meeting. He is in the living room, uniform on, tying his shoes. His mother is cleaning up the kitchen after dinner. Over the din of the clanking dishes and running water, we hear the younger brother, who is wrapped up in a blanket on the couch and appears to be sick.  

Younger brother: Tonight at your Scout meeting, could you not tell anyone about what happened to me last night? I don’t want all of them to know.

Older brother, standing up: Okay. But what’s the point of being able to talk if you have to keep secrets?