"You've got a delivery from California."
Those were beginning to be Hannah's favorite words in the world. That meant that Garrett had taken the time to send her something. Sometimes it was little, other times it was big, like flowers. Today, she wasn't exactly sure what it was.
Shell sat a box down in front of her and waited patiently for her to open it. Hannah's gifts had become something that they both looked forward too. They each tried to guess what it was before she officially ripped into it.
"I'm not sure about this one," Hannah told Shell, tilting her head from side to side. "All the other ones have been self-explanatory, this one is a box."
"I gotta admit, I'm stumped too. Usually there's a rhyme and reason for what he's sending and we can get a good clue from how it looks wrap
