The Way We Once Were
Perhaps he himself had taken part in the vandalization.
I tossed the album aside in disgust.
All of a sudden, someone knocked on my door. Thalia stepped in, clutching a jewelry box. She was smirking. "Sydney, I bought you a present as a token of appreciation for letting me stay here."
I took the box from her and opened it. Inside lay an old and rather tacky-looking pearl necklace. It was hardly a present for someone my age.
Thalia crossed her arms in front of her chest and said, looking at me in disdain, "Sydney, I think this necklace suits you very much! Don't old ladies like you love pearl necklaces? Even Zach agrees that you'll love it."