His hands are against the glass as he stares at Mother's last present. The glass is fogging with his breath. I draw a smiley face. His eyes become filled with more joy than I have seen in years. He is happier now. With his face still close to the glass, I slowly untie the knot. And finally the bow slides apart. We both look at each other with excitement. I carefully take off the lid of the box.
And there are two pictures.
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General Fiction(DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVE NOT READ THE FAULT IN OUR STARS! MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS!) • I did not create the characters Hazel Grace Lancaster, Isaac, or Augustus Waters, neither made up the book An Imperial Affliction (found in the novel The Fault In Our...
