(Cassidy)
The sun was starting to disappear when I finally heard Dane's truck outside. I'd spent the last hour putting away the things I'd taken from the boxes, but the wooden box was still on the table. I left the old picture and receipt beside it because I wanted Dane to see them. The front door opened a few seconds later.
Dane stepped inside and closed the door behind him. He looked tired, but that wasn't unusual after spending most of the day at the compound. His eyes found me before moving toward the table. I could tell the box caught his attention immediately.
"You found that?"
I smiled.
"Apparently someone packed it."
Dane walked over and picked up the old receipt. He stared at it for several seconds before looking at me. I waited for him to say he didn't remember it. His expr
