““For a moment I held the box, holding onto the feeling of anticipation as I tried to imagine what was inside. I didn’t expect much from Marie, who was my ‘back up’ friend. Our parents were best friends and we were forced into proximity at least once a month. I looked at the long box, my hands sliding on the lush wrapping paper. It was gold and almost felt like fabric under my searching hands. There was a big ribbon, carefully tied.” Teddy””
