I wrapped it in a sheet of newspaper and set it inside the cardboard box.

Aaron had left a putter in the corner and three golf balls lined up under the window like eggs.

Those went in on top of the nameplate.

Two men from facilities had taken the painting off the wall on Monday.

The paint behind it was a shade paler, a clean rectangle the shape of a harbor.

The bottom drawer held a tie clip and the heavy platinum card, canceled now, dead plastic.

I dropped the card in and folded the flaps.