A Prized Possession

Melissa finishes ironing the shirt and places it neatly in
the pack of pressed clothes. Her eyes are moist as she enters his room with the
bunch of formals.



  Places them on his bed,
and walks swiftly to her room.  



Plops on
her bed with a heavy heart and quivers while looking around those picture
frames that make her walk back in memory lane when he held her hand to walk and
climb steps