Evan played happily with his Legos while Amy sat beside him, brooding.

“Evan? You know that box that was my fort all day yesterday? The box that was soooo much fun and I loved it and I colored it and I kept my pillow in it and it was the best box ever?”
“Yeah.”
“Daddy threw it away and now we don’t have ANY boxes.”
“Okay.”
“Now we have NOTHING to play with for our Christmas vacation.”