“I’m terrible at buying gifts for people. What did you get her?” The present he got me for my birthday was so perfect that I imagine the gift he chose for his mother must be equally thoughtful. He shrugs. “A bracelet and a scarf.” “A bracelet?” I ask and pull him farther down the mall. “No, I meant a necklace anyway. It’s just a plain necklace that says Mom or some shit.”