- Phoebe's Fair Valentine (Part 1)
- Phoebe's Fair Valentine (Part 2)
- Phoebe's Fair Valentine (Part 3)
- Phoebe's Fair Valentine (Part 4)
Griffin looks at the tiny package. "Phoebe, you didn't have to--""I did." I'm not really good at the gift-giving thing, so I'm a little anxious for him to open it. "Go ahead."
He gives me a little smile before pulling off the ribbon. My heart is pounding against my chest like I've just run a marathon. I hope he likes it.
Once the ribbon and wrapping paper are off, he lifts off the lid and the layer of tissue paper inside. Delicately, as if he's lifting an egg from a nest, he takes the pin out of the box.
"Phoebe, I--" He shakes his head, like he doesn't know what to say.
Definitely a good sign.
"Here," I say, saving him from having to come up with a response, "let me put it on."
While he holds his gift to me, I attach the tiny gold pin that reads "HERO" to the collar of his shirt. When Mom and I saw this in the tiny village gift shop I just knew it was the perfect gift for Griffin. For two reasons, I think. One, he's a descendant of the ultimate hero, Hercules--the only descendant, actually. And two, Griffin's kinda like my personal hero.
"I love it," he says, laying his hand over mine on his chest.
His blue eyes say even more than words.
"Now it's your turn." He hands my gift back to me. "But I think we need a little more space before you open it."
I glance at the small package and wonder why he thinks we need space. But, then again, on this island you never know.
Tune in tomorrow to find out what happens next. [Part 6]
Hugs,
TLC
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