That night I laid Renesmee down in her bed I surprised her with a beautifully wrapped rectangle package. Of course she already knew what it was before she opened it because of how and when I presented it to her. Normally, as she was going to sleep I or her father would read to her. It had been a while since I had done so because I had read her every story book we had and was so caught up in recent events I wasn't able to get another.
Luckily we had the internet so searching online for books was a cinch, plus the perks of having it shipped directly to your front door made it better.
I watched as Renesmee began neatly pulling back the tape that held the wrapping paper. When the tape was finally free she took her time unfolding the paper, unlike most children who just rip it off in a hurry.
