~Gift~
It wasn't much but it was the least she could do. She felt awfully silly standing in the middle of the store, looking for something she'd never used in her entire life.
"May I help you?"
Holly smiled at the salesman. "Yes. One typewriter ribbon, please. It's a gift."
"Right this way." The salesperson led her to a shelf of typewriter ribbons. She had no idea there were so many but the man helped her pick out the perfect one.
She hoped that it would make Paul happy.