Once a week, Kinder posted at least one of her belongings on eBay; feeling it would help forget about her mysterious past.

Yet each time she placed an object on sale, the exact same boy bought it online.

They met every Sunday outside of a corner store parking lot to exchange her junk for money.

He kept buying her stuff, and even when she refused, he offered an abundance of money for the smallest, insignificant things.

He purchased the pieces of her past and she was confused to why.

Why did this stranger keep buying Kinder's things; was her trash seen as treasure?

Certainly there was more to this boy.

Perhaps it was his ending that made him think about his beginning?

It was a bittersweet sadness how she forgot him. How she couldn't remember that she was his beginning all along.

This story might sound stupid but isn't that how love first starts?

Stupid, rewarding, and unexpected.

Kind of like eBay.