"What's this sweetheart? It's not my birthday…"
"Ah, because it was my birthday today for the flowers? And every other day: the lipstick, the dress, the necklace, the…"
Austin cuts me off with a mysterious smile. "It's not the same thing. I celebrate every day with you. But I'm touched, Rach. You are adorable!" Austin and hug me and lays a kiss on my forehead, whispering "thank you" in my ear.
He then examines the gift wrapped and opens the packet slowly, as if the packaging were as valuable as the contents.
Once the furniture is unpacked, Austin caresses its contours without saying a word, thinking. I watch Austin discover the cabinet and touch it as if he wanted to tame it… Is he happy?
"I guess you gave me this so I could display my trains. Am I wrong?"
I nod my
