Dropped from Heaven
It was clear this wasn't quite the response he expected, and his lips trembled slightly but he didn't speak.
Reaching into his inner pocket, he dug out a Patek Phillip pocket watch, before robotically placing it on the velvet mat.
"It… Stopped moving…"
His voice was even lower than before.
Reaching for the pocket watch, I flipped open the back with practiced ease, before checking closely with the magnifying glass.
The dial was exquisite, and on the inside of the case were two tiny letters, 'TR', standing for Tanya Reeds.
This was the first expensive birthday gift he'd ever gifted me.