Our Super-Secret Club had a Super-Secret Treasure.
We needed to establish a Super-Secret place to hide it.
I thought I had an idea.
I brought Eric into the kitchen and brought him under the table
beneath the window.

“What’s going on?”
I showed him the metal door.
“We can keep things in here!” I said, “It’s our Super-Secret Hiding Place!”
“What is it?” Eric asked.

It was a metal hole that stretched past the brick wall in the building.
“My parents say it was here to keep potatoes and onions and stuff
in olden days. We don’t use it now.”
“It doesn’t smell like potatoes.” Eric said.
“The building’s like a hundred years old!” I answered.
He wasn’t as enthusiastic as he should’ve been.

The hidey hole served our purposes perfectly, though.

Our Super-Secret Treasure stayed in the Super-Secret Hiding Place
until renovations five years ago when we discovered
the package of Mike & Ike.