"What's in the box?" Martha askes.
"I don't know." I wanted to open it so desperately, but the box wasn't mine. It was grandad's and I had kind of taken it without any authority...
It's not stealing. I will return it. We sit there, in silence. I am wondering what's in there, holding it in my hand. What is in the blue box? Perhaps it's a mini tardis, that can take me anywhere? Martha snatches it from my hands, and opens it... Guess what's inside? a note that says "Ha ha! Fooled you!" Grandad had tricked me with the box.
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