“It was at the beginning of June. But I believe in celebrating all month long.” I stopped the both of us by pressing my hand into the crook of her elbow, then bent down and picked up a rock. “I got you this,” I said, giving it to her. “Happy birthday!” “A rock? Garland. How did you know?” “Please, you’ve been dropping hints nonstop.” “And you’re the only one who’s noticed them.”
