Sunday, May 3, 2009

Stinky Is Good In A Garden Of Lies

“Hey babe,” Karen kissed Benny. “It was great! Mrs. Landau, I mean, Genevieve, is awesome. And you have to see that house. It’s a palace!”
Benny loved to see Karen so excited. He sat back on the sofa and cupped his hands behind his head.
“You’ll get a chance to meet her. I invited her over for dinner on Saturday night. I think it’ll be good for her to see all of Patience’s friends here. So what’ve you been up to?” she plopped down next to him.
“Well,” he smiled and opened the paper towel to reveal the partially cleaned key. “Look at this. A little more soap and water, and this baby will look almost good as new.”
Karen didn’t understand why he was so excited. It was a key; a large, goofy looking key that probably belonged to a six year old girl and her giant playhouse.
“Take a look at these.” He touched the keypad of his laptop and several keepsake boxes of various sizes appeared on the screen. “Not quite what you expected, huh?”
Karen squinted at the images. The prices couldn’t be right. There must’ve been a misprint. “Are you kidding me? The smallest one, this one right here, that’s a down payment on a house!”

Genevieve opened the large gold striped photo album. Some of the pictures had begun to turn brown around the edges, but her face was still intact, and that was what was important. She flipped through a few more pages until she found the one she was looking for. Patience had turned sixteen, and she wanted to give her something special; something to keep her mementos and even secrets under lock and key. “What secrets took you away from me?”

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