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    The Box – Chapter 2

     

    Chapter 2 – later that afternoon……..

     

    It is now two hours since my quest began, and still I have not been able to locate the illusive ‘box’. It just has to be here somewhere. Tina will be devastated if we have lost it. Come to think of it, I too will feel the loss very deeply, as it holds many special memories. Until I met Tina, Christmas was just another day. She was the one who gave it life, and over the years it truly has become my favorite holiday.

     

    I reach down and open what must be the twentieth box in the last two hours. I started at one side of the room and slowly I have been making my way around hoping that as I open the next one I will locate my prize. My selection is dwindling quickly as I open yet another packing box, only to be disappointed once again.

     

    In all honesty, even though the desired box has not been located, this has not been an exercise in futility. I have spent some time traveling down memory lane as there were a few surprises as I viewed the contents of each box I opened. Items I thought for sure had been lost in the move were suddenly appearing before my eyes. My tennis racket, a pair of sneakers I refused to let go of because they were so comfortable. Tina had tried many times to get rid of them, but I somehow found them each and every time and hid them from her. She would discover me wearing them one day and always ask how I had once again managed to salvage them from certain destruction.

     

    One box held me captive for quite some time as I reminisced over my college days. In it I found old year books and other mementos, each bringing back a cherished memory. I sat and laughed at some of the pictures I found. There is no way my hair was ever that long….or that colour!!!!! Goodness, what had I been thinking??

     

    I saw pictures of old friends I had lost touch with and I wondered where they were now. There was Julie……my rival……sure we had locked horns a few times, but there was always a respect between us that few others ever understood. The last I heard she was in Washington working for a Senator. We had both been leaders in our own way, my style a little more brash than hers, but I did have an enormous respect for her and she I.

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    Comments

    1. ooooOooo I wonder if Angie took their old box and made a new one where the ornaments are now sitting in???? Once again you have drawn me into this story! Thanks Tazzie! Bravo! Bravo! Bravo!

    2. really loving this story! i wonder how old angie is here… love these future B&T stories that show how strong they still are together. can’t wait for the next chapter.

    3. Angie found their family treasure and put it in a box fit for such a treasure (perhaps with the help of an Aunt or two). What a special gift from a special little girl. PPS :o).

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