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A knock on the door was what woke Jacob from his rough slumber.

Looking at the clock on the cable box, Jacob saw that he had been asleep for 12 hours.

Jumping slightly at another knock, the man sighs and exhausted pulls the blanket away from his body.

Opening the door, he comes face to face with a tired looking Lauralle Mellet.

With a small, sad smile on her lips, Jacob can't help but offer one back, "Hi, Mrs. Mellet."

"Hi, Jacob. How are you doing, honey?"

Jacob shrugs lightly, "Y'know."

Lauralle nods understandingly. "Would you like to come in?"

"I'd love to, sweetheart, but I'm afraid I don't have time. I just..." the older woman lets out a soft sigh, her smile dropping slightly.

"Shaun and I were cleaning out some of Troye's things at the house today. We found a box."

Looking down slightly, Jacob finally notices the box that Mrs. Mellet was holding.

"It has your name on it. We didn't look inside, of course, so I'm not sure what's in it, but I'm sure Troye wanted you to have it."

Jacob's jaw falls slack slightly, not knowing what to say.

With shaking hands, he reaches out and takes the box from Troye's mom.

Jacob wraps a soft arm around the woman's shoulders, "Thank you."

Lauralle smiles warmly, hugging the taller boy back, "You're welcome, honey."

Finally, letting go after a minute, Jacob wipes a tear off his cheek.

"It was nice seeing you, Jacob."

Jacob nods, "You as well, Mrs.Mellet ."

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