The Key to the Past
#WritcoStoryPrompt36
I knew he had been hiding something for the past 4 years. He always assured me of being an open book, but such people don't keep locked drawers. He never discussed his family or childhood. Maybe it wasn't worth talking about. Not every person has happy childhood memories. The problem was that my heart didn't agree with these hypotheses of my mind.
The old desk in the backyard always caught my eye. Why was it there? Why was he not using it when every piece of furniture in the house had a purpose to serve? For someone who is used to cleaning the house himself, why didn't he ever touch it?
He and I both knew that his week-long business trip was an opportunity for me to unravel some long kept secrets. I could see the worry in his eyes when I refused to accompany him on the tour. I had been patient enough. And he could not deny that.
An hour after his departure, I...
I knew he had been hiding something for the past 4 years. He always assured me of being an open book, but such people don't keep locked drawers. He never discussed his family or childhood. Maybe it wasn't worth talking about. Not every person has happy childhood memories. The problem was that my heart didn't agree with these hypotheses of my mind.
The old desk in the backyard always caught my eye. Why was it there? Why was he not using it when every piece of furniture in the house had a purpose to serve? For someone who is used to cleaning the house himself, why didn't he ever touch it?
He and I both knew that his week-long business trip was an opportunity for me to unravel some long kept secrets. I could see the worry in his eyes when I refused to accompany him on the tour. I had been patient enough. And he could not deny that.
An hour after his departure, I...