“Secrets,” the Reverend said, “are strange birds. They fly from one mouth through another, often circling the very people who are their subjects. People have used them to hurt, and to protect, sometimes both together. In the Bible, Cain tried to keep secret from his God the blood on his hands, and lied instead. Schoolgirls have secret crushes. Powerful businessmen have business secrets. Politicians, like spiders, weave an intricate and delicate web of secrets around them. Family secrets, skeletons you might call them, are often forgotten. Cities keep secrets, Tommy, bury and build over them, until not the slightest trace of truth remains.” He gestured toward the computer. “On that machine, Tommy, you’ll find one secret, about this city and about the person whose name it bears. Before you look, however, I need to remind you of one of the characteristics of secrets. Once revealed, they cannot be unrevealed, and the changes they bring cannot be undone.”
Saturday, April 12, 2008
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