The Little Box

Prompt – Start your story with this: “She touched the little box in her pocket and smiled.”

She touched the little box in her pocket and smiled.  Such a simple thing, made of wood and glue, with no true monetary value.  But as the saying goes, It’s what’s inside that counts, and beyond that, she knew the recipient of this gift would cherish it like the Crown Jewels.

Continuing on her way home, she skipped and hopped, jumped in puddles, but never took her hand out of the pocket.  Dancing down the sidewalk, she bounded up the stairs when she reached her home.  Barging through the front door, she threw her bag on the floor and began to run through the house searching for the box’s recipient.  Of course,there he was, in the last place she looked.

“Hi honey, welcome home!” came the warm greeting as she entered the room.  A huge grin enveloped her face as she moved to stand in front of the man.  She took her hand from her pocket and thrust the little box forward.  “Well, what have we here?” the man questioned, receiving the proffered item.  “Did you make this?” The girl nodded, curls bobbing around her face.

“Open it!” she exclaimed.  The man carefully lifted the lid and pulled out a piece of pink construction paper cut into the shape of a heart.  Gently, he turned the paper over and read what was written on the reverse.  He felt tears prick at the corner of his eyes.

“Thank you!  It’s wonderful!” The girl smiled again and crawled into the man’s lap.  She quickly gave him a hug and a kiss before bouncing down and out the door.  The man couldn’t help but laugh.  He examined the box’s fine craftsmanship before placing it on his desk.  He ran his fingers over the poorly scrawled letters on the paper heart before taping it to his computer monitor, where he would see it everyday.  Four simple words that touched him to his very soul: I love you Daddy! “I love you too, Sweetheart,” he softly spoke before rising to find where his daughter had run off to.

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