10a: Quiet

My lover and I locked ourselves in separate rooms to paint each other. When I saw what he painted, I learned his secrets. Originally published in August 2010 on citybuoy.blogspot.com. If you’d like to join the discussion, you can become a Storyteller by answering this question: What would you write on your lover’s empty canvas? What final words would you like to leave your last lover? Record a one-minute answer on Anchor at anchor.fm/citybuoy/message. If you don’t have an Anchor account or just need a little more than one minute, send me a voice message on Facebook at facebook.com/thestoriesiwishyouheard.