“Hmmm… Merry Christmas.” آپ mumble.
“I got all of Danny’s presents under the tree.” He says, snuggling down into the بستر a little more.
“Did آپ remember the football?” آپ ask.
“Yeah, I remembered that. It’s the best gift.” He smiles. “He’ll love it.”
“Yeah…” آپ mumble.
“Before آپ fall back asleep, I have a present for you.” He whispers to you.
“Mhmm?”
He leans over you, دکھانا آپ a black box.
آپ open it, to see the most beautiful necklace.
“It was my mom’s.” he mutters. “I thought you’d like it.”
“I love it.”
“Merry Christmas, honey.”