Can you keep a secret

Can you keep a secret

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"Can you keep a secret?" The man reached his hand out. "Take this, take a cab to this address ask for Cunningham. 3:30 sharp, don't be late!" He shoved the card in my hands, and I looked down at it. I read the address, and looked back up, "Stay away from..." he was gone. Say, whats not enough for one, just enough for two but to much for three? A secret. If a stranger stopped you, and asked you, "can you keep a secret?" What would you say? "Yes, what is it?" Or perhaps you would say, "No! Don't tell me!" Or maybe you would kick them in the shins. Well that was your first mistake. I know what your thinking, "my first mistake?" Yes! YOUR first mistake was staying there long enough for them to continue to talk. The best kept secrets are the ones you never share... (Pictures are not mine. I apologize in advance for any spelling and grammar mistakes)
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