"Well, um, this is kinda akward. Why do you need it back? I thought you gave it to me because you wanted me to have it?"
"I did Kira, I still want you to have it, I just need it back, please" Jeremy said.
I looked at him dumbfounded. He had given me his papaws belonings long ago. I loved it that he gave them to me, the only tanagable memories of him, he had given to me. Inside the box were items of his favorite past time, golf; tees, markers, and a small variety of other items. The box was more than a box to me, it was a gift of something not tangable, no image or song could exactly reflect the meaning of his care when he had given me that gift.
***
Even though him giving me his papaws box means so much to me, If he needed it I would give it back. I may have doubts about why he would want it back, maybe I'm not what he wants anymore, and this is just an easy way to get back what he wants? Or maybe he doesn't trust me with it anymore? Then again maybe I'm thinking too much about me; in this situation he could just miss his papaw, and want the box back to have those tangable memories again. The ones that even though time will fade, they are objects, and his objects.
If he needed the box I would give it back to him, but I wouldn't let it go without worry and doubt.
"I did Kira, I still want you to have it, I just need it back, please" Jeremy said.
I looked at him dumbfounded. He had given me his papaws belonings long ago. I loved it that he gave them to me, the only tanagable memories of him, he had given to me. Inside the box were items of his favorite past time, golf; tees, markers, and a small variety of other items. The box was more than a box to me, it was a gift of something not tangable, no image or song could exactly reflect the meaning of his care when he had given me that gift.
***
Even though him giving me his papaws box means so much to me, If he needed it I would give it back. I may have doubts about why he would want it back, maybe I'm not what he wants anymore, and this is just an easy way to get back what he wants? Or maybe he doesn't trust me with it anymore? Then again maybe I'm thinking too much about me; in this situation he could just miss his papaw, and want the box back to have those tangable memories again. The ones that even though time will fade, they are objects, and his objects.
If he needed the box I would give it back to him, but I wouldn't let it go without worry and doubt.
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