September 14th, 1861

Emma has been counting down, and her birthday is in exactly in one week! She keeps a flip chart of the days on her door, counting down by flipping the page everyday. I went into town earlier after work while Emma was at school. I went into a little boutique, on the corner of St. Bensley, looking for something perfect for Emma. Nothing really caught my eye. Although, as I was leaving, I saw the perfect gift. The moment I saw it, I pictured Emma in my head with the brightest smile on her face. I saw the perfect silver slippers. They were shining in the corner of the store, with the light reflecting off of them. The slippers had a little bow near the toe of the shoe and black laces around the heel. Iridescent sparkles shimmered among them. I knew this would be perfect. I purchased the shoes and got them wrapped. On the way home, I stopped by the general store. It's a small store that sells a ton of, practically everything. I picked up Emma's favorite chocolate truffles and a fancy, picture frame. I decided I'd get a picture of her and Samuel, to put in the picture frame. Also, I was planning to take Emma to her favorite restaurant tomorrow, the same place Samuel took her last year. I could already picture Emma having a great birthday.