Chapter 15

The old trunk reappeared unexpectedly.
The hotel auctioned old furniture after renovation.
One of my associates bought it without knowing the history.
Placed it in his library.
I saw it during dinner.
My body reacted before thought.
Then Nessa walked past it.
Stopped.
Looked.
I watched carefully.
She opened the lid.
Empty.
Then:
“Big box.”
That was all.
No fear.
No memory strong enough to own the object anymore.
Good.
She closed it herself.
Softly.
Then ran to dessert.
I nearly cried.
Didn’t.
Public room.
May you like
Reputation.
Some habits remain.