The Gift – A Short Story

“I let the dog out.”

He nodded.

“Today is my birthday.”

He smiled, getting up abruptly, leaving Julia waiting. He came back holding something behind his back.

She smiled, she knew he wouldn’t forget her birthday. He never did. “Thank you.” She said.

Quietly, he handed her a small wrapped package. It was beautifully wrapped, in pink cellophane, with a bright white bow on top, her favorite colors together. The noise of her unwrapping the gift disturbed the quiet of the room. She was excited. “A journal!” She exclaimed. It was also pink, with a yellow Lily on the cover. She looked up at him. He was smiling widely at her, he sat down next to her nudging her excitedly, clearly wanting her to open the journal. She obliged.

Inside the cover was a beautifully written inscription from Johnny, declaring his love and devotion to her in so many words, tears welled up in her eyes.

“Thank you,” she whispered, turning to him with love in her eyes. He smiled at her again, blushing slightly at the attention she was giving him. She loved that look on his face. It was her favorite. She leaned forward ever so slightly, sensing her need, he responded in kind, kissing her with all the love he could muster.


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