The bell on the mahogany door to Isabella’s apartment rang up as Emily opened it with a huge smile, wearing an apron around her waist.
“Hey!” she smiled whole heartedly, opening the door wide for Harold. “Come on in!”
He walked in carrying a large bouquet of flowers and a box of wrapped in a gift paper.
He passed down the bouquet to Emily and the gift to her son, Michael, who was sitting on the bar stool on the kitchen counter and playing his games.
He smiled lightly while excepting the box, “Thanks!”
Harold found the kind to be kind of weird but shrugged it off.
“Won’t you open it?” he leaned down and offered it to the kid.
He looked up to his mother and she smiled at him. He opened the large packing and immediately smiled, “The new playstation!”, he chimed with happiness.
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