~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~ Quote:
Originally Posted by grangerfan8 She grinned, obviously more than pleased by his words. And a little jealous that he would be able to use magic when summer rolled around. But at least the cup would be clean and still have all its paint.
Fiddling with his other gift in the bag, she bit her bottom lip, considering him for a moment before removing her hand from the bag. Her hand was still wrapped completely around the gift as she rested it on his knee. After a quick moment, she slowly turned her hand over, unwrapping her fingers from his gift, and careful not to let the light reflect from it too much. "I know its not as cool as the mug, but when I saw it I thought of you." Maybe when he looked at it he'd think of her? The mug lowered slowly, oh so slowly as he looked at the object in her hand. For a good, long moment he just stared at it, a mixture of thoughts running rampant through his head.
Almost hesitantly, his hand went out to gently touch the surface of the stone, the ball of emotion once again lodging in his throat. Carefully setting down the mug, he wrapped his hand about hers holding the object as he drew her into a big hug. He didn't trust himself to speak and he could only hope that the embrace told her how grateful and thankful he was.
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