This
is
the place
I
was
telling
you
about, he said.
This
is
where
we
keep
everything.
He paused outside the gates, flashed a shy yet proud smile at her and swung them open. A dry darkness poured out at them, filled with dust and wonder. She surveyed the shelves which gradually disappeared into the darkness, some bursting with stuff, some only half-filled, and smiled back at him.
You mean I could find anything here?
Slowly they walked into that great space, their steps making soft echoes on the icy floor. She let her gaze wander about the seemingly never-ending space, mouth half open, eyes growing wide with dreams. He went over to a shelf, motioning her to follow, selected a box and opened it. Wow, she said. They smiled at eachother then, with secrets that both of them knew.
So
this
is
where
I
should
put
all
my dirty
secrets
if
I
ever
feel
like
disclosing them? She played with the thought.
He smiled.
Only
if
they
are
good
dirty
secrets, he said. They
won't
accept
anything.