caring

A delicate pink box with a paper butterfly sat on the dresser. It was so pretty in its special place. I wondered what was it in and who it was for, but for the longest time I was just too shy to ask. Had it ever been opened? Finally, curiosity got the better of me. Hesitantly I posed the question. My friend listened and smiled. Then she took down the box and gently opened it. Inside, nestled on a bed of crinkled pink tissue paper [...]