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The lights outside had softened into a dusky lavender, and guests formed a quiet line to take turns placing gifts and handwritten letters into the cradle. There were knitted blankets in soft pastels. Tiny booties embroidered with elephants. A framed sonogram turned into digital art by one of Danelle’s friends. A custom bilingual storybook—written in both Hindi and English—called "The Lioness and Her Cub," gifted by Anushka’s from the colony. One aunt offered a silver rattle said to be blessed by a temple priest in Chennai. There were little onesies, too—one read “Born to Rule the Boardroom” and another “Mommy’s Favorite Project.”

“Yiipiie... I can't wait for my siblings to be born. Now let's open our gifts. There are many gifts under the Christmas tree. Mom, you gave me this book?” Arthur held up the storybook in his hand with pictures of animals. The first gift that Arthur opened was a gift from his Mommy. “You will learn to read after this. You need more books to practice." "Okay, I'll read more. Dad, I can't find a present from you." “Your gift isn't there. Your gift is here."

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They were still chatting happily as they walked. "Hey, what are you carrying?" Jenny pointed at the bag the man beside her was holding. "Don't tell me you got a gift-like a world economics book-for our niece or nephew?" Jenny snorted in disbelief. If she guessed right, of course a genius's gift would be a book. "Ahem." The man turned his face away, embarrassed. The first book Mr. Alexander had ever given him was indeed the same kind of gift he planned to give Mr. Alexander's child today. He felt a little proud of that.

The surrounding staff immediately swarmed forward, pinned me to the ground, and dragged me outside like a piece of trash. Trying to curry favor with them, the manager threw trash at me and ordered the security guard at the door, "Remember her face! Don't let her or the dogs like her inside our store anymore!"` He looked at Queenie with a fawning expression. "After all, only someone as beautiful, kind-hearted, and tasteful as Ms. Steward can appreciate the charm of our products. Cheapskates trying to pass themselves off as wealthy don't deserve to enter our store!"

I could see it was something big. -I said, "Open it without fear. It's something nice and I think you'll love it," my now boyfriend told me. I opened it very carefully, so as not to break the wrapping. They were books, you could see them clearly. When I took them out of the wrapping paper, I saw that they were law books. I wanted to be a lawyer and the most expensive books were right there in front of my eyes. Now that was the best gift in the world. I was going to read them from head to toe. With so much joy inside I ran to hug him.

I reached into my purse to grab my wallet when an old hand put his card down. “Use this,” His rough voice sounds like he smokes a lot of cigarettes. “Uh, thanks but I can manage,” I tell him politely. He shakes his head. “I insist on it. It’s every day you see such a young beauty like yourself buy books, most reads from their phones,” “I prefer holding my books,” He nodded. “As do I,” “Thanks,” I tell him as he walks with me to the door. “Ms. Lily, have you opened your gift?”

Aaron loved it and wore it immediately, he thanked me with a knees wobbling kiss. For Peyton I gave her new glasses and a brand new signed copy of Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen. I've heard her grumbling about how she had not gotten an original copy of the book. This once belonged to my father and it was sighed by another best selling author. Since I'm not one for books, I gave to her and she loved it. For My mom, I gave her a new cook book with different cuisines from different cultures. And for Jesse I gave him new shoes, good shoes take people to good places. I wish the best for my Chimpanzee. Surprisingly he loved it too.

“You got me art supplies?” “Well technically Geoffrey picked the sketchbook.” “And Jeremiah spent fifteen minutes arguing with the cashier about pencils,” Geoffrey added dryly. “She lacked artistic vision.” Jeremiah added, “She worked at a bookstore.” He chipped in. “She still judged me.” I looked back down at the sketchbook carefully. It was beautiful. It was a simple black leather cover that had soft pages and good quality too but it looked way too expensive for casual gifts. “You didn’t have to do this,” I said quietly.

" I said again. Chris gave me a look. "Maybe that's because I need a new phone and laptop." I said, mostly to myself. Shaking my head, I said again, "Whatever, whatever. What does Julian like?" "I think he'd prefer a thoughtful gift." Chris said, gazing into space. "Get him thoughtful then." I told him. "Maybe a photo book of pictures you two have taken or tickets to a show or a game that has meaning to you two or a date at a place that has sentimental value. I don't know, you'll think of something."