In my basement, there is a box filled with a mystery. It's one I haven't been able to examine in any great detail. Actually, it's not hampered by my ability. I haven't been willing to open the box. I had a quick peek when it came into my possession. At the time, I was already going through an emotional roller coaster - and the box promised more ups...and a lot more downs.
Pandora didn't give me the box.
I came into its possession when my father had my grandmother put on a home.