"Should we really be doing this?" He realized he was still holding onto the box.
What was he still doing there? It was just a box. And now we're opening what isn't ours.
"It's not even ours. It shouldn't be damaged."
I'm still curious, however.
And so he continued to stand, holding the box as it were. The poor, battered, wooden box.
And yet, he wanted to know what was inside. What was in the box? Could they figure out the owner after opening it?
"If we're going to do this, could we at least open the damned box to prevent damage to the contents?"
What was he still doing there? It was just a box. And now we're opening what isn't ours.
"It's not even ours. It shouldn't be damaged."
I'm still curious, however.
And so he continued to stand, holding the box as it were. The poor, battered, wooden box.
And yet, he wanted to know what was inside. What was in the box? Could they figure out the owner after opening it?
"If we're going to do this, could we at least open the damned box to prevent damage to the contents?"
