"Secrets"

Waking up on my birthday to my second dead husband at thirty three isn't exactly how I expected I would be spending my bday but here I am in a big gorgeous home with a very dead husband. there should be some joy in my story some how I cant seem to find it. The day my life ended forever will be one that I'll never forget. It'll always be the beauty and detail of the box that stood out.

The big regal gift box at the front door of my crappy studio apartment stuck out like a sore thumb. As I walked to my door the fabric from the ribbon Cast a slight shine as it russled against the screen of the door. I looked around to see if the sender was still around. As I opened the door I hesitated bringing the box in, "it could be a bomb" is all that crossed through my mind. Instead of following my gutt I took my chances and scooped the box up as I jiggled my keys out my coat pocket.

The letter attached to the top had a very destinct handwriting, one I knew so well, It was my sister alina. Other than the suprise box at my door receiving it from Alina shocked me more. The note wasn't very detailed neither did it bring any feeling that this was a gift, more like a curse. Alina ended the letter with "Be smart siss" that was something we would say to each other if things just didn't add up.

As I opened the box I leaned back as to expect something to jump out. looking down inside I see a beautifully crafted black leather book. Running my hands across the book felt predestined like for some reason this was meant to be. There was no way this book came empty, thumbing through the pages and seeing names that looked oddly familiar. The name hit me like a ton of bricks. Grandma Sarahs name was in a bold dark blue ink. I thumbed through the last few pages of the book. Still confused I begin to close the black book and a light yellow stained letter fell out the back, along with a ten million dollar check made out to me.

The letter was all of two paragraphs long but the words, the words were clear cut and straight to the point. With This book comes with great gain but even more responsibility. Now it was my job to hide secrets that even I get nauseous thinking of. I guess that's what Alina meant. It was my choice to accept this family curse or walk away, I looked at the book for almost a hour before considering a decision. That's actually the last memory I remember of my life before this.

The crazy part is I wish I could go back and heed my sisters warning. I miss my simple life, a life where I could fall in love and actually share all the details. Now everytime a boyfriend or husband becomes too inquisitive about my life he has to go. Oh thats the sucky part I have to get hands dirty. I have to protect the family secrets, "All the secrets". Some names you wouldn't believe, It's such a shame I have to send those secrets to the grave with everyone of my loves.