Gary Riley
Unpacking, unpacking, unpacking. That had basically summarized Gary's day. The apartment he had rented was surprisingly open. Only the kitchen and bathroom were actual separate rooms, and it came with two closets. Everything else was completely open, including his bedroom. Still, as one person apartment it suited his needs, and he had more than enough space for his furniture, books, computer, television, and gaming system.
Oh, there was also the box his grandfather had left him. It was the only thing that had yet to be put away, resting on his bed. A somber mood passed over him whenever he glanced at it.
"So, that's it, then?" His fourteen year-old brother Allen asked, walking up beside them. Gary nodded.
"This is goodbye, then. At least until Christmas." His father's voice spoke up. Both Gary's father and brother had come with him to help him unpack. Gary was not offended by his father's sudden desire to depart - it was a long drive back, and quite frankly it was fortunate that he had even been able to take time off work to come here in the first place.
Gary nodded again. "Goodbye, dad." They gave his dad a rather stiff and awkward hug, followed by a somewhat warmer one with Allen.
"You know..." his dad ventured. "If tuition or rent money ever becomes an issue, some of those items in that box are quite valuable. I'm not saying to sell everything, but..." He stopped when Gary began to glare at him, and Allen shook his head. "Right, I understand. Sorry."
"See you in a few months." His brother said, by way of farewell. And with that they both exited the apartment, leaving Gary alone.
Gary took a breath. This was it. His first moments of complete and utter independence. What to do next?
He glanced down at the box of 'magical' props and artifacts. He had already searched through it. None of the items seemed to be of any practical use to him, but his grandfather treasured them quite highly.
(continued)
Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.
15-May-2018 17:20:24