She told.

Without even being cornered, she told him the exact present he so desires is coming in triplicate.  And as he only asked for one major item, it’s obvious any conversation about it would reveal the gift.

She told explicity. She even named the gifters.

All I could say was, “water,” as she tried to fix her devulgement with nonsense items she claimed he’d also get.  But the boy is no simpleton.

“Laura, you can’t hold water. You let it spill all over the floor,” he told her.

And he should know, when I shared the expression with him, he tried to demonstrate that he could hold water, literally. But the cupped hands couldn’t stop the slow and steady drip of liquid through his clenched fingers. He understood the metaphor. Water, like secrets, is hard to hold onto without the proper vessel.

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