I can keep a secret—it’s the people I tell who can’t. No, wait, I said that wrong. What I should have said is, I can keep a secret, it’s the people who tell me who can’t. Just recently, a friend told me something and said not to tell (a few certain people), because she wanted to surprise them. “If you tell, I’ll know,” she said, “because I’m not telling anyone else.” With much trepidation I sealed my lips and cautioned Sweetheart to do the same. You can imagine my shock, when, a few days later, another friend told me the same secret my first friend had threatened me not to tell. The whole story came out a week later to the people who were involved. All I can say is—I’m innocent. There’s lots of bad news about COVID-19 going around these days, but we don’t hear a lot of good news. It’s almost a secret, but I have heard that there are lots of people who have recovered from the virus—100,000 the last I heard. Even though a lot of people are dying from the sickness, many have mild symptoms. And, if the experimental drugs prove to cure it, that would be worth shouting from the rooftops. It’s no secret that I’ve been taking this opportunity of being house bound to do some work around the house. I have fewer interruptions as I work in the yard. I don’t have to stop cleaning house and change clothes so Sweetheart and I can go shopping. We don’t need to hurry through supper so we can get to the dance when it starts. Yes, I’m getting a lot of work done, but I’ll be running out soon. Hm. As I look around, these walls could use painting. I might just do that, but don’t tell anybody.
Dorothy has recently published a book, “Miles and Miracles”, and it can be purchased on Amazon and Kindle, and is now available at 512 Main in Knox, PA. Her email address is: firstname.lastname@example.org