Ennis drove over to the laundrymat because Almas said she was moving out. She had gotten married to
the grocer Monroe. They had a nice little house now, with rooms for each of the girls. Alma was finally getting
what she had always wished he would have given her. " A real home."
They were already gone, and the things she said she had for him, were boxed up and sitting on the bottom,
stair. It didn't look like much, to count for what was the first few years of his adult life. That cardboard box of
yesterdays. A flyer from an old movie that they went to. And his old fishing gear that he had left behind. He
had gotten new stuff from Jack that replaced the old things he used before..
Ennis picked up the box and turned to leave, heaving it up on his shoulder. He passed by the old swing set,
they had bought second hand for the girls. He had worked several weekends to pay for that. So his girls would
have something "special" as Alma called it. They would for sure be having a newer and fancier one of those now.
Out with the old, in with the new. He was the old and beat up, second hand one now. Replaced by the
shiny new man. The one that could buy newer and shinier things.
It was his time to be sent to the recycle shop, and the Goodwill bin. To be replaced and set aside put out in
a box. Jack is the only one that never left him aside for a new bright and shiny model.