And now I'm sitting here. Talking to whomever. With the "package" in my lap.
It looks like it's wrapped in a T-shirt. I lift the thing to my nose, and it sure enough does smell like Harry. I unwrap it. I don't even look at what's inside but put on the shirt immediately.
The thing I unwrapped is laying in my bed. For some reason I'm afraid to look at it. I turn my head and the thing laying there comes into focus. It's a book. It looks old. "Jane Austen" it says at the bottom. I pick it up and look closer. "Sense and sensibility". I get a tingle in my stomach. He remembered.
I open it on the first page and there are annotations on the margins. I gently flip through the pages and I see more annotations and drawings. I reach the last page and I suddenly see it. A light blue envelope.
I stare at it for a long time until I pick it up. On the other side of it, it says "from Harry".
I rip it open and pull out a piece of paper. It's a letter...
