Don't Tell my Secret

Don't Tell my Secret

By

Mark Stewart

He respected Amanda for the business woman she portrayed and he hated her at the

same time. The only place they ever talked happened to be in her office after he‟d finished a

book. Since their first meeting, he‟d seen her out at night only twice. The first time happened

by accident when he entered a Melbourne nightclub. He didn‟t want to be there, however, a

glass firmly in her hand. The second time they crossed paths he was sitting in his BMW

few close friends urged him to go. Amanda sat at a table amongst five ladies. She held a wine convertible, watching her kissing some bloke in a car at a supermarket car park. He felt

the drizzle changed to rain. What surprised him even more; Amanda didn‟t look back at the

surprised she opened the door to the Mercedes sports and walked off into the night, seeing how car. He thought she‟d retrace her steps the moment the driver started the engine. Then he

tail lights were history. 

thought she‟d wait for the car to draw level with her. Neither guess happened to be correct. The

car did a slow U-turn before being driven down the road. In seconds the engine noise and the

He respected Amanda for the business woman she portrayed and he hated her at the

same time. The only place they ever talked happened to be in her office after he‟d finished a

book. Since their first meeting, he‟d seen her out at night only twice. The first time happened

by accident when he entered a Melbourne nightclub. He didn‟t want to be there, however, a

glass firmly in her hand. The second time they crossed paths he was sitting in his BMW

few close friends urged him to go. Amanda sat at a table amongst five ladies. She held a wine convertible, watching her kissing some bloke in a car at a supermarket car park. He felt

the drizzle changed to rain. What surprised him even more; Amanda didn‟t look back at the

surprised she opened the door to the Mercedes sports and walked off into the night, seeing how car. He thought she‟d retrace her steps the moment the driver started the engine. Then he

tail lights were history.

thought she‟d wait for the car to draw level with her. Neither guess happened to be correct. The

car did a slow U-turn before being driven down the road. In seconds the engine noise and the

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My name is Ayoub Touil. I'm a Programmer . I'm from Morocco, Kenitra. I love music , reading, playing Football, going out with friends ,eating outside and of course i love programming. I love going to the movies, chating . I love going away on the weekends to different places. I hate surprises, i also hate not having anything to do. I hate onions. My dream is to have a big family , get a good and well pay job, travel around the world and meet all the different cultures and learn a lot about all of them.