"Honey, can you pass me an empty box, please?", Samantha asked while she was sorting out her old shirts and dresses.
Daniel didn't hear her because he was too focused on the MP3 player in his hand. He checked it all over, flipping it around to see if he made a mistake. But no matter how much he checked, he was very sure that it was his.
The old MP3 player had some scratches and it was already obviously worn out. But the one thing that made Daniel so sure about it was the scratch on the back portion of the metal casing and a dent on the top. He remembered that he used to put the player in his pockets and the backside would always get scratched by the metal detail of his pants' pocket. There was also one time that it slipped and fell on the ground causing the top part to be dented.
He had used this player for years and he loved it. But what's really on his mind right now is...'Why do you have this, Samantha? Unless it's…'
