(bxb)in love with him
After the things that happened to us—between us—he couldn’t have just disappeared on me.
I look around, trying to see if something looks different, and at last, I spot it. The little wooden box with a picture of a yacht on the lid, where I keep the money I have earned mowing lawns. The cash to buy the ‘Fake Drug’ tickets came out of it, too. There’s still about eight hundred dollars left. I usually keep it on the bookshelf, but now it stands in the middle of my desk, very visible, as if placed there deliberately to catch my eye.
I limp forward. This makes sense. He must have left a note in the box, knowing Catherine wouldn’t touch my things.
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