Secrets


It was the unanswered questions he fell in love with; the quest never ending.  Buried under colored sheets were tales untold. Secrets. Should he choose what lies behind the green curtain or wait, should he choose the blue?  Certainly red would prove dangerous, his heart too aged and brittle to peer behind that cloth. 

She waited.

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