He asked me how I forgot him so quickly.
I replied, “I put our memories in this box and locked it with a key.”
“I see,” he said as he touched the warm mahogany wood. His fingers, coarse and strong, brushed against the lid where the metal padlock stood. With a click, the lid opened. “I thought you said it was locked with a key?”
© Jade M. Wong 2016
July 4th’s Word: gunita (v.) memory or recollection.