Another voice answers—maybe from the crush you’ve had on her for the last year and a half.
“All right, let’s see this list,” I say, shaking off the mushy thoughts and sensations as best I can.
She snaps open the notebook and sticks out her tongue like she’s deep in thought as she looks for the sticky tab with Mia’s name on it. Because of course she has small Post-it notes for everyone. “Ha! Here it is,” she says, and turns it toward me.
As we walk to Main Street, I hold it and read. “Something clever, something with wit and nostalgia, something that isn’t too practical…”
My heart thumps harder. It looks like she’s added to it whenever she’s spent time with Mia.
A new pair of headphones to listen to audiobooks?
How about a set of the Cat Detective books? Has she read those?
A book of puzzles?
What about gel pens? Perhaps she makes lists too?
A bracelet-making kit for her and her friends?
Some books about the ocean and marine life for her kid-grandparent cruise?
Games for the cruise?
A build-your-own snow globe kit?
