No More Secrets

B146DD40-1000-4519-AEA1-FC1EE5831545“I thought we agreed no more secrets,” Max said to his wife.

“I’m sorry I was late,” Ruth said as she walked into their home at nearly 11:30 at night. “I’m working on that big presentation for the board tomorrow and I lost track of the time.”

“You always come up with good excuses, Ruth,” Max said. “But there is no excuse this time. How about a little honesty for a change?”

“Max, I am not making up excuses and I am being honest with you. And as to secrets, well, Max, we all have secrets,” Ruth said. “I know there are things about you that you haven’t told me, things you think that you don’t share with me, feelings that you don’t express.”

“You know that’s not what I’m talking about, Ruth,” Max said. “I’m talking about your late nights at the firm, your meals at expensive restaurants, your out-of-town trips. No more secrets, remember?”

“I’m not keeping any secrets from you, Max. You know I have a high pressure, very demanding job,” Ruth said. “And it’s a sacrifice I’m willing to make for you, Max. I’m the one who makes enough money at the firm so that you can stay home and work on your novel and interact with all of your little blogging friends.”

“Yes, that’s true. You are the breadwinner,” Max admitted. “But that doesn’t give you carte blanche to run around on me.”

“What are you talking about, Max?” Ruth asked. “Are you accusing me of having an affair? How dare you?”

Max pulled out his smartphone and shoved it toward his wife. “No secrets, huh?” He said. “Then how do explain all of these photos the private detective I hired texted me tonight?”

“Max, I’m no fool,” Ruth said after scrolling through the pictures on Max’s smartphone. “I knew you were having me tailed and so I had all of these photos staged in order to give you fodder for your sexy adult novel.” Ruth gave Max a coquettish smile. “It’s my gift to you.”

“Oh I’m so sorry, Ruth, but I have been keeping a little secret from you, too,” Max said.

“You mean in addition to the one that you hired a private detective to spy on me?” Ruth asked. “What other secret, Max?”

“I decided to shift gears with my book and to write a murder mystery. I was looking for a good motive for the perpetrator, and these photos really help,” Max said, a smug smile on his face. “By the way, Ruth, I fixed you your favorite cocktail before you got home tonight. Drink up, my dear.”


Written for Rachel Poli’s Time To Write: Sentence Starter prompt, where the sentence is “I thought we agreed no more secrets.” And for the Three Things Challenge from The Haunted Wordsmith, where the three things are “sorry,” “late,” and “no excuse.”

Prom Pictures

A01E52DB-065B-4986-B830-D0861F04ECEBRobert had his camera ready to take a picture of his daughter, Meagan, and her date, Harry. “Daddy, whatever you do, please don’t embarrass me in front of my friends,” Meagan pleaded.

“You’re friends?” Robert said. “I thought it was going to be just you and Harry. You know it’s a long standing tradition to take a prom photo of a daughter and her prom date, not her whole coterie.”

“But Daddy, these are my best peeps,” Meagan said. “I can’t risk offending any of them by not including them in my prom pictures. That would be mega-eerie.”

“Well, I suppose I can take separate pictures of you and Harry, Kate and William, and Charles and Camilla,” Robert said. “And then one of your whole group. Will that work for you, sweetie?”

“Oh yes, Daddy, that would be fleek,” Meagan squealed.

Robert looked over at his wife and said, “Life with a teenage daughter certainly can be stimulating.”


Written for these one-word prompts: Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (camera), Nova’s Daily Random Word (date), Your Daily Word Prompt (tradition), Ragtag Daily Prompt (coterie), Scotts Daily Prompt (risk), Weekly Prompts (eerie), and Word of the Day Challenge (stimulating).