He came with a gift on a day unlike the rest.
The man was short in stature and had eyes like a prairie surrounding a bottomless pit.
It would have been easy to become lost within them but the wrapping around the box was too extravagant to be.
Not many words were exchanged during the encounter, just a "please" from him, and a "thank you" from me.
I accepted the vibrant gift without hesitation upon the man's request.
I glanced it over for a moment then proceeded to free the contents from the cardboard surrounding.
What was inside sent such a chill down my spine I felt I could collapse.
Everything I'd ever done was no more than a tear in my eye.
The best present I've ever received.
A note he had wrote to me,
"Where will you be when they drop the bomb?"
