his worldly goods

When the stepson came to live with us two years ago, he didn't bring much with him. He only had a suitcase, a box, a cat, and an old Monte Carlo which he sold when the husband bought him a convertible. It seemed like all he possessed in the wold fit in the old car. I was curious as to what the box contained so I checked it together with the husband and it was a baseball, a baseball glove (which his father bought for him when he was little boy) and some other knick knacks he acquired through the