For the Prompt "Box"
MERRY MOVING DAY
Dawn walked through the house. Although each room was filled with furniture, it seemed as empty as the moment when they’d first moved in.
Look, girls, doesn’t it seem like Christmas with all the boxes we still have to open?
Yeah, Mom, Merry Moving Day.
I like it.
You would. You don’t know the difference between unpacking and opening - hey, I haven’t seen this bracelet in ages.
Looking around the room, Dawn touched the bracelet on her wrist. The boxes from that day were long gone. Buffy and her mother were gone too, but the memories, real or imagined, remained.
Dawn walked through the house. Although each room was filled with furniture, it seemed as empty as the moment when they’d first moved in.
Look, girls, doesn’t it seem like Christmas with all the boxes we still have to open?
Yeah, Mom, Merry Moving Day.
I like it.
You would. You don’t know the difference between unpacking and opening - hey, I haven’t seen this bracelet in ages.
Looking around the room, Dawn touched the bracelet on her wrist. The boxes from that day were long gone. Buffy and her mother were gone too, but the memories, real or imagined, remained.