"Guess what, Ponyo? I've got something for you too. You honestly didn't think I forgot that did you?"
She pouted at me. "You know you didn't have to."
"I wanted to," I said firmly, holding up a second paper bag I'd brought along with me. "What sort of best friend would I be if I don't get a birthday present for my best friend?"
"Richy — "
"See what's inside first. Please."
She exhaled, taking the bag from me. "You're so sweet, it hurts," she murmured. I watched her carefully as she unwrapped the box inside the bag, her eyes widening, my heart beating erratically. When was the last time I was nervous about something as simple as a gift?
"Oh, Richard," she gasped, and I breathed a sigh of relief. "Richard, this book isn't out yet! I got it on pre-order, but it won't be released till an
