#3 The things

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I was about to tap on her name when my phone died

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I was about to tap on her name when my phone died. Fuck!

I kept the phone in my pocket and waited to reach home.

Soon, I realize we have reached my apartment, so I get down quickly and pay the driver.

As I hurried up the stairs, I hear a baby crying. Stacy's baby, I thought. Whenever I meet Stacy, I  would always see her cheerful and smiling. But I have no idea why her baby keeps crying all the time.

I reached my door and saw the parcel chilling on the side. I unlocked the door, picked the thing up, and walked inside.

It wasn't very light but wasn't much heavy either. I wondered what was inside it.

I placed it carefully on the table. Taking a paper knife from the shelf, I sat down on the chair beside it to open the box.

I patiently cut through the taped joints and opened the box lid. I bent to look in and my eyes widened on seeing what was inside it.














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