crawled toward the end of the bed, knocking the sheets off as I went. A tower of presents lined the foot of the bed, and I couldn’t stop my squeal of excitement. I picked up the closest box. It had a flower and a small note attached to it. I brushed the petals of the flower against my cheek before reading the card. You spoke of gifts as a tradition, and I could not decide on just one thing to get you, so I got you a few of your favorite things. Yours truly, Samkiel
