Sometimes you don’t know how much something means to you until . . .
I looked. I looked again. What on earth?
My jewelry box was missing.
Where could it have gone?
It was late. I was tired. But I couldn’t sleep–not now. I began searching. Under the bathroom sink, behind the toilet, in my backpack, in the trashcan . . .
In the trashcan? you’re probably thinking. Are you crazy?
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