Dark secrets lie in murky places.And the lake was nothing if not murky.A creature could go pretty much anywhere under the water unnoticed if they were quiet and deliberate enough with their movements. Traits that came more naturally to some than to others. The trick was a gentle submersion - none of this foolish flapping around like a duck on the surface. Just a smooth, glide with nary a ripple to betray you.Trevor was not gifted with this trait.He knew it and he was deeply insecure about it.Trevor had done his best for years to avoid being seen entering the water by any of his neighbors. He would sit on shore, coming up with excuses like "just taking in a bit more sun - very conscious of my vitamin D levels" and then wait for them to leave so he could scramble into the water after them with the grace of an elephant suffering an inner-ear infection.In his efforts to soothe his shame, Trevor would offer unsolicited advice to anyone about pretty much anything. His intentions were pure, but his delivery was lacking. Fellow lake-dwellers would avoid discussion of any impending decisions with him unless they were ready to entertain a laundry list of "better" ones.Despite his high level of self-consciousness, Trevor was severely lacking in the field of self-awareness. Had he not suffered this latter deficiency he would have realized that his neighbors were far more judgmental about his efforts to hide his submersion performance issues than they would have been about the truth.