TWO DIFFERENT WORLDS
“Alright, if you say so.”
As we left the mall, I reached into my bag and pulled out a small velvet pouch. Inside were three identical bracelets I’d picked up a few days ago—thin, silver chains with tiny charms that represented each of us. I’d been waiting for the right moment to give them to Cheryl and Alex, and since I gave Alex hers this morning, Cheryl was next.
“Here,” I said, handing one to Cheryl “I got these for us. You know, as a little birthday gift for Alex, but also so we can all match.”