"My darling,
Two can keep a secret, if one of us is dead.”
The author of the note must have been pissed. I think it was a woman - the handwriting too practiced to be a man's. Maybe they were having an affair? Maybe they had just met? Maybe they had been married for decades. She must have been a passionate woman.
His smile must have ended many arguments. There it was, staring up at me from the path, surprised more than smiling. He must have seen the letter, releasing me from the responsibility of passing on the message, because it was pinned to his chest by a carving knife.
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