An Old Footlocker

Sorry, I think i know the answer to the question of where it came from.

Elizabeth looked at him.
"Really? I've been trying to figure it out since she died."

well it was the final gift I'd given to her before I left and it promised i'd be back to marry her but then I never came back and she got my foot locker with pictures in it of me with another woman so maybe she felt it was better you didn't know

Elizabeth looked down at the dock.
"Maybe. Grandmother did always have her reasons."

Yeah that would be a good enough reason

Elizabeth looked at him.
"It would be."

Unfourtunately one drunken night destroyed anything i held

Elizabeth looked at him.
"Maybe you should be more careful when you drink."

normally I am but when your out in the middle of war you tend to do the stupid thing

Elizabeth sighed.
"I suppose you would."

Then it haunts you.

Elizabeth looked at him.
"Everyone has something that haunts them."

So very true

Elizabeth went silent and stared out at the water.

Want to keep me company while I put this thing away

Elizabeth smiled.
"Sure."

He got a better grip upon the locker and then began to walk off

Elizbaeth followed, silently.

So after we put this thing away what shall we do

Elizabeth shrugged, still fiddling with the ring.
"Up to you."

I guess we'll have to come up with something

Elizabeth looked at the ground.
"Seems to be so."

Although I bet there is many things we could come up with around here

Elizabeth smirked.
"Probably."

Anything you'd like to do?