Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt.
“Don’t tell anyone. Ever!”
“Oh, believe me, I never will. This will go with me to my grave.”
“See that it does, or your grave may be calling you sooner than you expect. Are we clear?”
“Good. This is our secret, and if anyone finds out I’ll know who spilled. Watch your step. We’ll be watching you.”
I stared her in the eyes, blinked, and turned around to walk away. The burden of the secret was like a cannon ball chained to my leg. It would never, ever go away. And there was nothing I could do. Not a single thing.