Franco
My phone rings, and I know who it is because they've done the same thing four times in the last two hours. I watch the hands on my watch move forward, and a sense of desperation starts to creep in. I was negligent and left choosing Lily's gift until the last minute.
I walk through the mall, looking at the shop windows. I'm definitely not good at choosing gifts. I'm out of practice since, in recent years, I've only done it for my mother, but simple things. Regina preferred to pick things out herself and just gave me the bill to pay. I haven't given Amelia any special gifts either.
Only for this girl who drives me nuts. She's the only one I've stopped to buy sweets or cakes for. If it were that simple, I would be at her favorite bakery right now.
I see clothing stores, makeup, ba
