After I finished my story, Molly looked at me very seriously and said, “Why do you always smile like that every time you finish that story?”
I looked at her quizzically, and she continued, “That is the same kind of smile you would give us when you were telling one of your big fibs when we were little kids.”
“No, it isn’t,” I replied somewhat defensively. Xxx video “I’m getting to that,” I replied. So, I guess I can risk telling you the truth. “He said to me, ‘I have a gift that I can’t deliver to a girl who has written faithfully to me every year of her life.’ He then read the letter to me out loud.”
I opened the piece of paper and said, “This is that letter.
