Keeping Secrets

by Clodagh O Connor

I had to tell someone. Holding it all inside was so hard. Relief flooded in as my words spilled out.

“You seem so serene,” she said, “No one could ever tell.”

How right she was, sadly.
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A newly dug grave provided the perfect hiding place. No one would ever tell.

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CLODAGH O CONNOR lives in Dublin, Ireland, and is working on becoming a writer. She particularly enjoys the challenges of tiny fiction. She can be found on Bluesky at https://bsky.app/profile/iamagnat.bsky.social.

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