Family Secrets

Eileen was hesitant to open the door leading up to the attic because she was afraid when she got up there she might find something incriminating that her family had been hiding from her all these years.

When she opened the door to the attic, she was looking at a variety of old furniture, boxes, odds and ends stored there for God knew how many decades. In one corner, behind a broken dresser, a painting stood, covered by an old sheet.

She was attracted towards that painting. She pulled off the sheet and saw that it was an oil painting, of a man strumming a guitar and a woman standing beside him. Both the character looked of Hispanic origin and the name at the bottom was of a famous Brazilian artist.

So this was the family secret, she thought. Someone had stolen this painting and hid it here. She guessed that the painting was at least a century old and if sold would bring big bucks. But seeing that it was hidden here she supposed that there couldn’t be an open auction of it. She will have to ask her boyfriend if he knew any black market dealers. But one thing was certain, she was not broke anymore.


The painting called The Guitar Player by José Ferraz de Almeida Júnior and was found at Wikimedia Commons.

For the visually challenged writer, the painting shows a man sitting on the ledge of an open window playing a guitar and a woman standing on the street outside listening to him playing.

Written for Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge # 155, hosted by Fandango

Also included; FSS # 32, also hosted by Fandango




56 thoughts on “Family Secrets

  1. I encountered this when I read reviews of Adam Bede complaining of the treatment of women. I didn’t win any friends when I pointed out it was written in the 1800’s and that was the culture then. They didn’t like it when I told them time travel wasn’t possible then

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