The final piece of the puzzle came from a tiny boutique tucked behind the bakery. In the window sat a weighted silk sleep mask filled with dried lavender. It was a small luxury, the kind of thing his mother would call "frivolous" while secretly longing for a full night’s rest.
"She likes mystery," Leo said, leaning over the counter. "But the kind where nothing too bad happens to the cat." gifts to buy for mom on christmas
She opened the book first, her thumb tracing the gold-leaf spine. Then the mug, which she immediately filled with Earl Grey. Finally, she touched the silk of the sleep mask. She didn’t say "thank you" right away. Instead, she took a long sip of tea, her hands perfectly fitted to the curve of the ceramic. "You noticed," she whispered, looking at the collection. "Noticed what?" Leo asked. The final piece of the puzzle came from