Best Kept Secrets: The Complete Series by Kandi Steiner

Author:Kandi Steiner [Steiner, Kandi]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Kandi Steiner
Published: 2020-01-14T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

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Charlie

There was a secret place I went that no one knew about.

It was just five blocks from my house, just a left, a right, three streets past a stop sign and one more left turn. That’s where my spot was, and no one knew about it — not Cameron, not Reese, not my parents — no one but me.

This place was not a beautiful waterfall or a breathtaking view of the city. It was not a quiet place, nor was it a place for contemplative thinking. For all intents and purposes, I was the last person you’d expect to find in such a place, but it was my favorite one to go to on days like this — days when I needed time with myself.

It was the morning after the gala, and though it was the last place most would expect to find me, my spot was where I went.

Because this place, my spot, it was loud and full of laughter. It was a snapshot of time for so many, a little memory they’d hold onto, or perhaps one they’d forget. It housed secrets and stories, heartbreak and triumph, and joy for people of all ages.

To the average man or woman driving by, it was just a park. It was just a swing set and a jungle gym, a few picnic tables, and a statue. It was just some trees and flowers, just a place to take children, a place to keep them occupied and entertained for a short while.

But for me, that park was where I’d walk when I was pregnant with Jeremiah and Derrick.

It was where I’d sit on the same bench almost every day and imagine what it would be like to watch them play there. It was where I’d talk to them, where I’d tell them about their family, about me, about Cameron, about the town they would live in and the house they would call a home. It was where I’d close my eyes and feel the breeze in my hair, the sun on my skin, wondering which beautiful day that summer would deliver me my baby boys.

After they passed, I still came to the park.

I would sit on the same bench, though not as often as before, and I’d try to recount that joy I’d felt before. I’d watch other children play, wondering if they would have been friends with Jeremiah and Derrick, and I’d observe the parents, wondering if they would have talked to me if I had the boys by my side.

To most of the people there, I was invisible — just a lonely woman on a park bench with her head in the clouds. They likely thought I was on my lunch break, or just passing by on my way home. None of them knew that was my place, that they were just visitors, but I knew.

That park was where I first talked to my sons, the ones whom I lost, the ones whom I would never forget.

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