We watched Cinderella late last night/early this morning, which made me remember this story….
It was the last day of freshman year. Roomie had left just a few hours earlier, headed back home for summer break. My dad had just arrived to help me pack up the car and take me home.
As I brought my stuff into the hall for him to take to the van, I realized someone had left a present outside my door.
Now I don’t know if whoever left it there meant it as a joke or what, but the present wasn’t anything I would have been expecting.
