Fifteen
Ivy
After our conversation, things quickly returned to how they used to be. The easy and friendly atmosphere was only spiked by my struggles to come up with a birthday gift. I wanted to get her something special and meaningful but I didn’t know her quite well enough for that. Nonetheless, I didn’t just want to buy her a bottle of impersonal alcohol.
With a sigh, I pulled the next job from the printer, the glossy paper still warm. I didn’t usually pay much attention to what we were asked to do, but the azure blue coast caught my eye. The shiny paper added an extra quality to the ocean, making it even more realistic.
A thought sprung in my mind as I made my way back to the table where my boss was organising the orders. “Hey, Rick. Do you think I could print something?”
He looked
