The Final Straw

I could not find the box.

Meanwhile, Tristan had his hands folded as he watched me. After sparing him a glimpse, I said, “Go ahead and wash up first. I’m going to keep looking for it.”

He was quiet for a while. “Do you know what’s inside the box Grandpa gave to you?”

I shook my head. “I don’t. Mrs. Hobbs only told me that I could give the box to you if I really didn’t want to marry you. I don’t wh