Taking up where we left off last week... Remember that "brown paper package tied up with string"? Sorry about putting that song into your head again :)
The paper crackled as I folded it back. There, nestled in sand, sat three small shells, delicate and intricate.
“Michael, they’re beautiful! Where did you get them?”
“I found them,” he said, “and since I was thinking of you when I saw them, they’re yours.”
Acapulco beaches are notoriously empty of shells--finding these must have taken some serious luck.
So there you have it--Michael's little offering. Cute or dud gift? What do you think? Are you the type to prefer to receive (or give) diamonds and gold, or would seashells melt your heart?
In any case, it's not all Michael brought back for Alexia :) See you back next week!
Thanks for your visit, and remember to visit the other Six Sundayers for more fun snippets. Have a great Sunday, y'all!