As I sat there I wondered not for the first time why I put up with all the drama. How easy would it be just to walk out and never look back? Unfortunately I was neither that brave, or that stupid. Still, the audacity of some people astounded me. It’s as if I’m invisible. Do they not realize that I can see and hear everything? Maybe that was the point. Because I was invisible to those around me I heard things that normally someone would not hear. Secrets thought kept safe. If I were a different person, I suppose I could use those secrets to higher my position in the world. But then could I live with myself? Truthfully? I don’t know. I guess it wpuld depwnd on the situation and the information provided unknowingly. So I listen, invisible to everyone around me, and wait. For what, only time will tell.
Copyright © 2016 Heidi Barnes
This is from Annie’s website Writing Between the Lines prompt #40.