 Feathery Thingywhatsit | BookSnake
Jacob strode up to the security gate. He could see he was on the late side; very few people were trickling in. Waiting his turn in line to be checked in, he tugged his dark plum suit smooth and removed his wand from the inner left breast pocket. The present, small and neatly wrapped, was tucked under his arm. There hadn't been too much he could afford (until recently) due to his lack of a job, and Jacob hoped the gift would pass inspection - both by security and by the soon to be newlyweds. |