Rob got a letter in the mail saying that he passed his level 3 tests and assignments for his green keeping apprenticeship. He text me the news straight away. I was so happy for him! When I got home I gave him a big hug and kiss.
I teased that it was unfair that he had his degree before me. He laughed and said he had a “degree in grass”.
He swore me to secrecy, I was not allowed to tell anyone. Rob’s not the gloating type, like me.

I was so proud that when he went out to his soccer game I told my mum. But I said “hush, you can’t tell him I told you!” She promised.

Later that night I’m laying in bed reading my book and Rob is watching TV in the lounge. I then hear my mum descending the stairs and she says “congratulations”.

SHIT.

She then goes on to say; “I was sworn to secrecy but I wanted to say congratulations and well done.” I hear him say thanks.

About 10 minutes later the bedroom door swings open and he’s standing there with that look. That look that means “you blabber!”. He knows I can’t hold in secrets. lol. Plus I’m so proud of him for doing it!! He didn’t try at school so therefore didn’t end up with good marks. But he has applied himself to this, so I’m very happy he got a great outcome.

I laugh and pull the covers over my head and hear him say “Bron, you blab! Did you tell your mum not to say anything?”

“Yes!” I squeak.

He laughs and jumps on the bed. I give him a big hug and all his forgiven. I know he’s happy that I am proud of him, he just wont say it.

The only problem is he wont trust me with secrets now.

Things I can’t live without. Well I probably could but life would be dull, depressing and very unexciting.