Arthur and you were cleaning out some of his stuff, it was mostly old deer and bear hides he forgot to take to a trapper. yet as you were cleaning under his bed for loose shirts he dropped you noticed something. it was a flat white box, once you slid it out from under the bed you realized it was kinda heavy.

You looked up and saw Arthur smoking while cleaning his guns, not paying attention. You opened the box and inside was the last thing you thought he would own. inside was a dress neatly folded, you thought it was pretty. Alongside it was a smaller box inside, it was filled with jewelry and tiny bottles of perfume.

When Arthur looked up at what you were doing his eyes lit up a bit. "Oh, that was my mother's things before she uh...died," Arthur said then paused and put down the gun he was cleaning. "you can keep it if you want, I don't really have any use for it obviously." Arthur smiled.

"n-no! I can't, I mean this is your mother's stuff. I can't just...take it." You said looking up at Arthur. Arthur looked confused cocking his head to the side as he took a puff of his cigarette.