This is the place I was telling you about, he said. This is where we keep everything.

He paused outside the gates, flashed a shy yet proud smile at her and swung them open. A dry darkness poured out at them, filled with dust and wonder. She surveyed the shelves which gradually disappeared into the darkness, some bursting with stuff, some only half-filled, and smiled back at him.

You mean I could find anything here?

Slowly they walked into that great space, their steps making soft echoes on the icy floor. She let her gaze wander about the seemingly never-ending space, mouth half open, eyes growing wide with dreams. He went over to a shelf, motioning her to follow, selected a box and opened it. Wow, she said. They smiled at eachother then, with secrets that both of them knew.

So this is where I should put all my dirty secrets if I ever feel like disclosing them? She played with the thought.

He smiled. Only if they are good dirty secrets, he said. They won't accept anything.