About 2 weeks after that night up at the top of the steps, Wonka went out. He seldom did this without me anymore, because usually I got offended by it. He had been researching something for those 2 weeks too, as Chocol frequently informed me. He didn't know what Wonka had been researching though.
He got back at around 1 in the afternoon. I was feeding Starr, so I couldn't really get up to see him. He did come in to see me though.
"Hey, what are you… oh. Um, well, I just wanted to come in to tell you that I am home now. Chocol said that you we're wondering where I went. Well, I will see you later."
He got always uncomfortable when I was feeding the baby.
"No, don't go. Why don't you tell me where you went off to? I would like to know."
"Um… well, I went out to uh, to get some more formula for Starr."
"We don't need any, as you can see. Where did you really go?"
"I don't want to tell you that. It would ruin the whole thing."
"Ok then. Well, I will be with you in a second."
He exited quietly, but hastily. In a minute or so, I went out to accompany him. We both went into what we liked to call 'the candy room' where there was a box conveniently placed on a small table.
"Here, come over here and sit down. I went out and found something for you."
I sat, and he handed me the box. As I opened it, he watched with a most tender smile, as if waiting to see my exited reaction. I opened the top, and a second later I replaced the top and put a hand over my eyes to hide the coming tears. He said nothing, but kept the same look on his face. I didn't know what to say.
"Where did you get this?"
"Well, I had to look around for it. It didn't cost as much as I expected it to."
"Oh wow. I can't believe you got it."
I opened the top again, and this time I pulled the red and silver dress out to see it. I remembered first seeing it, and how hard I worked to buy it. I finally had it.
"I wonder if it still fits! I'm gonna go try in on. Thank you so much! This means so much to me."
I quickly ran off to try it on. In my mind, I thought that since pregnancy had taken its toll on me, the dress would not fit. I was soon proven wrong, though, because it fit absolutely perfectly. I ran to go and show him.
"What do you think?"
"Wow. It's even prettier than when I saw it by itself. It's beautiful on you."
"Thank you honey. I can't believe you got it!"
I started to jump up and down, but then stopped to talk again. I was interrupted before I got to speak though.
"Why did you stop jumping? Keep jumping."
"You're a nasty little man aren't you? Wantin' me to jump like that."
"Yes I am. Now what we're you saying?"
"I was saying that I should thank you for being so sweet."
"Hey, girl!"