feedBefore he left for work on the Monday morning
An excerpt from what I've been writing today:
Before he left for work on the Monday morning that he disappeared, he gave me a small box, wrapped in gold paper. I was sitting at the dining room table, eating Cheerios and reading the comics.
“Happy Birthday, Jay.”
“Oh,” I said. “I thought we were doing gifts later on.”
“We are. But this is a special one. Just from me.”
“Should I open it now?”
“It’s up to you. You can open it now, or you can wait until I get home tonight.”
“Okay. I’ll wait.”
A big smile. He was always ready with a big smile. And then he ruffled my hair and said, “Happy Birthday. I’ll see you tonight.”
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