Sunday Scribblings: Secrete Identity

Secrete Identity

He is still alive. He built up another identity, faked his own death and lives a new life now. They are looking for him, so he had to settle down in another city, maybe even in another country. He knows they are watching me, that is why he has made no attempt at contacting me yet. But he will, once they have given up. That will probably take a while, so in the meantime there is nothing for me to do but play the devastated widow. I is not a difficult role for me to play. Facing life without him, even though I know he is out there somewhere, I find that so hard I wish I could fast forward to the day he reveals his secrete identity to me.