The Box, Chapter 6

Sonee Singh
4 min readJul 29, 2024
St. Michael’s Cathedral, Charleston, SC (Author’s Own)

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Naina knew more about angelites and spheres, but she still didn’t know who sent her the crystal or why. The crystal hadn’t done anything. No matter how much she stared at it or held it in her hands, nothing happened. She hoped it would show her the future as the Romani did on TV. Maybe she would see how to handle this date with Raiya.

Naina left work that Thursday afternoon and saw the mysterious man waiting for her at the corner of Meeting and Wentworth. He was eating vanilla ice cream on a cone and wore the same off-white linen suit and dark brown loafers as he had two days before. Naina disliked people who wore shoes without socks. There was no way to clean sweat from shoes and she was sure that when he removed his shoes his feet would stink.

“Hey there, Naina,” he greeted as she approached. His skin was glowing and had a pearl-like quality to it, contrasting with his dark brown wavy hair. There was an ethereal quality to him like he wasn’t tangible.

“Hi,” she said. She stopped two meters in front of him and clutched her purse as if he were about to steal it. She might have appeared like she was protecting the contents of her bag, but really, she was stopping herself from touching him. Naina had not seen skin so perfect on a man before. It was too tempting.

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Sonee Singh

Novelist, poet, avid reader, Dr. of Divinity, cross-cultural seeker of deep knowing. Novels: Lonely Dove, Can You Be. Poetry books: Embody, Embrace, Embolden