When my friend Anna asked me to keep her secret, I felt like I was holding a magical amusement park in my palm, with lights and horses going up and down on the carousel. John's secret smelled like a soft, fluffy teddy bear that you snuggle into your arms. So you understand, I was crazy about secrets and believed that the rule of not telling anyone should never be broken. Until my friend Teresa asked me to keep a secret that looked like a terrible monster at the end of a dark corridor... A story about how we should deal with both bright and dark secrets.