Matt hadn’t seen his comic book collection since moving into his apartment. When he went downstairs to his storage unit to go through his things, it struck him as odd that he’d gone so long without delving into his past.
The comics were kept in a brown box wide enough to fit two stacks side by side. All together there were fifty comics. The stories inside the pages ranged from heroes in capes to people with horns atop their heads trying to escape their dying worlds.
As he flipped through the pages of a superhero comic he began to think how he might display them in his new home — he was moving from his one bedroom apartment to a two bedroom ranch with his girlfriend. Would she approve of the books being on display?
It was agreed that in their new home the second bedroom would be split down the middle for both him and his girlfriend to have office space. Perhaps the comics could go on a shelf above his desk, that way during a break between meetings via webcam he could grab one and read for a bit.
There were so many stories that he hadn’t even glanced at in years, and with each one taking twenty minutes or so to read they’d be perfect for quick breaks throughout the day, maybe finishing one or two before the end of an eight hour shift.
On moving day Katie got her things settled by the door. Matt said he’d be arriving with the truck rental, one big enough to fit both their things, along with his friend Mike at noon.
She was surprised to see so much of the life she’d built for herself was able to fit in so few boxes.
Most of the things her and Matt both had, lights, pots and pans, bedroom fan, was donated (if Matt had newer or better ones). His bedroom fan, a tall black tower with a dozen different options, was better than the one she’d been using since moving out from her parent’s house ten years prior.
“You’ve given me all the wind I could ever ask for,” she said as she parted ways with the fan.
“What?” replied the volunteer worker at the donation center.
“Oh, never mind. Bye!”
Matt and his friend Mike arrived right at noon. When she heard the buzzer she pressed the button to let them both in through the main entrance of her apartment.
She opened the door at the sound of the first knock.
“Are you ready?” asked Matt, walking into the apartment.
“I’ve been ready for so long,” replied Katie. “Ready and excited.”
They hugged while Mike stood idly by.
“Thanks for helping, Mike,” she said.
“Sure thing,” he replied.
She watched as Matt surveyed the area.
“What’s in all these boxes?” he asked.
“Everything,” she replied.
Matt bent down to pick one up, only to give up right away, perhaps due to its weight.
“What’s in this one?” asked Matt. “It weighs a ton.”
“Oh,” said Katie, “I guess you don’t know that side of me yet. So, I used to collect comic books. There must be at least fifty in there.”
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