My Secret

“I have something to show you.”

“Will I like it?”

“I hope so. I like it.”

“Okay, then.”

“I want to tell you about it first. Just a little. Not a long explanation.”


“I don’t know if you’ve ever experienced this, but sometimes you find something that just makes you feel better. Feel…whole, you know?”

“I think I know. A little.”

“My old man, for instance. He says he only feels like himself when he’s on the golf course. For my grandma, it’s when she’s baking. Something about kneading dough gives her solace.”

“I understand.”

“Promise not to laugh.”

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