The Gift

I’m the prize

You ain’t the prize. I am. Shoot, I’m the gift!

Can I open my gift?

Giggles

That, I want that

What?

I want in fifty years to say to you, “Can I open my gift?” and hear you giggle.

You want to hear some old woman giggle?

Shoot, they the best giggles…yeah, I want that.

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