The Silver Box

Max open the door to Mother’s room. He began to search. He knew it was there somewhere. He didn’t have much time. He couldn’t afford to be caught. He searched drawers and shelves. There was no sign of it. His two little sisters were depending on him. He checked in the bedside table. Nothing. His mind was full of anxiety. Maybe it was in the closet. He tiptoed over to the closet doors and opened them. Only clothes. He left the doors open. He began to double check the drawers again when he heard real footsteps. Panic raced his heart. He frantically dove under the bed. When he did so he happened to catch a glimpse of something silver. In the closet was the silver box. He found it. The footsteps grew louder. He scurried across the floor and grabbed the box. He closed the closet doors . His mother came in and went to her dresser. He saw this as his chance. While her back was turned, he ran out of the room as silently as he could. He rushed into his room where his sisters were waiting. He opened the box. All of the leftover Easter candy shimmered.