Hi FoLCs
I know. The muse doesn't work as much as she used to do before. But the MLTVs (micro-little-tiny-vignettes) are still coming on their own pace now.
Thanks, Rachel (aka Wife) for BRing this one for me.
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The Real Revelation
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“We´ve known each other for how long?”
“For some time now. Why do you ask?”
“Well, I… I wanted to tell you something, but I ‘m afraid of what might happen when I tell you this.”
“What is it? You know you can tell me anything.”
“I…”
Sighs.
“What is it darling? Just tell me. It can’t be that bad.”
“You’re gonna get angry with me.”
“Would you please knock it off?” She rose from the couch, impatiently. “I won’t walk away from you. Not now, not ever!” she said, coming closer.
“I know. But it’s still very difficult for me to do so.”
“Be strong. What is it?” She sat on the couch again, waiting for the revelation to arise.
“I’m…”
“I’m…” she repeated the statement, trying to help the revelation process.
“I’m… not Sara Kraft.”
“W-what?” Mad Dog Lane sank onto the couch, stunned.
“I am not Sara. This is just a disguise I created to do good, but to keep my true indentity. I’m sorry I hid it from you, but I just wanted to keep my privacy while trying to make the world a better place for FoLCs. And that one over there…” She pointed to a sixteen year old girl, waving on the other side of the mIRC screen. “… her name’s not Julie either. She’s undercover.”
“Whooaah, excuse me while I have a heart attack.” MDL
ed.
The End.
MDL. (Who shamelessly quoted Paul's acceptance speech line here. - I couldn't help it. It was so much fun that one day I just had to use that sentence)
