This week 100 word challenge from Julia is very British, but I went a different route.
It came special delivery with a simple note attached in handwriting she had not seen except in the letters her mother had kept. Love letters, from her father, a man who left Cindy long ago. A man she would rather forget.
“I’m sorry,” the note said, attached to the red box.
The small box was heavy and cool, made out of material that Cindy could not identify.
She tried to hide it away in a closet, but it seemed to call to her. She pulled it out and placed it on the mantle, where she intentionally ignored it.
Until the night it glowed.
Update: I continued the story in a different post if you want to learn more.