Driving home towards their hotel with the prize in the back of his car, completely wrapped and sealed, Alvaro was in an excellent mood. He even forgot his irritation at Maxine when she forced him to accompany her.
While Maxine contained her happiness, tapping her fingers together, she spoke with an excited tone, "Alvaro . . ."
"Hmm?"
"About that sculpted rose . . ."
"What about it?"
Fidgeting on her seat and roving her eyes left and right, Maxine continued, "What are you going to do about it?"
Alvaro smiled as his eyes never left the road. "I'm going to gift it to someone."
"Oh."
Biting her lip, Maxine restrained a squeal and rearranged herself on her seat. It was nearing her birthday, and she was happy that Alvaro remembered. She didn't inquire anymore since she didn't want to spoil the surprise.
