Flossie Wright shrugged her shoulders and thought for a moment, then asked, "What do you have here?"
"Books."
Belinda Nichols answered seriously.
The thing she had the most of here were military books, all kinds of types, covering sea, land, and air. If it wasn't for the fact that her bookshelf was too small and she didn't have many books delivered, she could have opened a small library.
"What else?" Flossie directly excluded the pile of books.
She didn't know whether Rowdy Brightwill liked to read books, but what she could be sure of was that Rowdy Brightwill, a graduate of the Military Academy, definitely wouldn't read these books a little.
Using them as a gift was somewhat childish.
Standing to one side and thinking for a bit, Belinda turned around, opened the drawer, and took out everything inside, one by one.
Dagger, military knife, keychain, new earphones.
Flossie had a headache.
She knew that Belinda's life was dull, but she hadn't expected it to be this dull.
