Every Secret Thing Novels & Stories

Greg I have never realized just how exhausting keeping a secret can be. Not because I’m regretting it. Not because I’m not sure. But because apparently the entire state of California has decided that my proposal plans are community property. I stand in the kitchen pretending to look through the fridge while actually checking for the fifteenth time today alone that the ring box is still in my pocket. It’s still there. Good.

A sob lodged in my throat. A few more swallows and I finally managed to find my voice. “Steven told me that you were the perfect man to share my deepest, darkest secret with.” “Why?” I shrugged. “When Crystal wrote that onto the bucket list, I’d never thought of it, you know? We all have secrets, but the deepest, darkest secret? That’s not something many people think about.” Severide reached up and moved stands of hair from my face. His eyes flicked between mine, but he remained silent.

Moonlight filtered through branches in silver shards. “I know,” he said without preamble. “I’ve known since the park. The way you look at each other. The way you move around each other like you’re scared someone will notice how much you want to touch. It’s obvious, Alex. And it’s fucked up.” “Max—” “Tell them.” His voice cracked. “Tell your dad. Tell Lisa. Before someone else figures it out and it explodes. I’m not going to be the one who keeps this secret for you forever. It’s eating me alive.”

For that reason he had consented to allow George to be addressed. Be that as it may, regardless of whether George was the killer actually stayed unanswered until further notice. It was very run of the mill that the more one attempted to conceal something, the more one uncovered. In the wake of hearing his father's words, George began conversing with a dismal face. After he was finished talking, Robert had an odd appearance all over. Concerning Selina and Luke, they traded looks, both sending changed messages with their eyes. Luke detected from Selina's eyes that she was thinking something in accordance with, "Do you actually guarantee that the children in your school aren't exactly wild?"

He said referring to June. " That's right...you have to come on strong like that." I chuckled. " That has to be...no, so that's the secrets you have," I showed him the files I had. " It will be fun peeling them off one by one." He collected the paper from my hand and tore it piece by piece,throwing it up,Then walks away. " Matters regarding Jade's father, I'll think about that slowly." I said before he stepped out. _____________

The bus drove up and it was dead silent in the van except for a few rumblings from the kids and the silence was deafening. "Hey guys..." she said excitedly. All of them got out of the van and gave her hugs and love and the brothers just stared at me. "What the fuck is he doing her littles?" Eli yelled. Littles is her nickname. She stood in front of Eli. "Eli - we have a lot to talk about and we can do it inside. Not out here in the open where all the neighbors can see. Ladies - the guards will take your luggage to the house across the street we have for visitors. The kids can share the playroom downstairs to sleep in." she stated gracefully and turning to go inside with her brothers. I was t

Chad cleared his throat. “They can ask all the questions that they want, it doesn’t mean I have to answer them.” Mya looked at Chad. Everyone had a lie or secret. It was naïve to think otherwise. In the case of Amy, she had one skeleton in her closet. To say that Mya was after revenge wouldn’t be wrong. Everyone needed to be taught a lesson. Secrets broke families and friendships. It made no sense to have them. If everyone could be honest the world would be a better place.

“I am talking about your secret, which chairman Hewitt revealed.” “My secret that chairman Hewitt revealed?” Patricia sounded amazed. She snickered, addressing, “that isn’t a secret.” “Then what’s it?” Anna questioned. “Isn’t a secret what you don’t want others to know?” Patricia scoffed. “No, you get it wrong as always,” she corrected. “A secret isn’t what you don’t want anyone to know. It’s what you are afraid of. It’s what you are afraid of others finding out.”

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