Preface

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     The sun is shining bright. The L.A weather definitely lets you know that it is still summer. I go outside my apartment and get into my car. I start to drive to the gym. After my hour and a half work out I go to Starbucks and get my daily dose of caffeine. I start my drive home and I start to get anxious. Breathe Scott. Everything is okay now.

     I walk up to the front door. There is a big brown box sitting in front of the door. I unlock the door and then pick it up. My name is written on the top.

Scott Hoying
    4296 Murray Palace Rd
                 California
                   93675



   Its nicely placed and everything, with no return address on it. I walk into my apartment and sit the package on the counter.  I knew this was coming. It was only a matter of time. 

    I get my box cutter and slowly cut open the box. On the top is an envelope with my name on it. Underneath that there's only a couple of things, a jewelry box, a picture frame and a CD case. I Take the contents of the box out and examine them.

   I start with the CD case. It is black, and plain. Nothing special about it. I unzip it and find CD's tucked into the little pockets, all numbered. I zip it back up and put it back in the box. 

   Next I look at the picture. I recognize it instantly. I wondered where this had went. The frame is silver and dusty. The two men standing in front of a very bright carnival, smile and hold each other. They look very happy to be together, and to be in that moment. 
   Last is the jewelry box that I don't even need to open to know what it is. It was in the same small box I had given him all that time ago. 

   My cheeks start to get warm and wet. God I miss him so much.


   I take a deep breath. I slowly take the white envelope and open it. Careful to not tear the paper inside. I take the letter out and unfold it. My name is at the top in semi nice hand writing. Just at a first glance you can tell he took time and effort and put it into this. Breathe.


    Dear Scott,

For a start, I'm so sorry.

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