11This is the second part-I couldn't leave you all hanging without knowing what favor Auggie now has to do for Annie. That'd be cruel :)
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Auggie carefully felt the package, the edges curved inward, indicating a book. He felt along the spine and the slightly raised letters of the title gave his fingers a little resistance. Perfect. He smiled as he moved his fingers along the spine, picking up each letter as he worked out the title.
"It's a biography about Hoover. Danielle has a sense of humor," Auggie reported his finding, handing the package back over to Annie.
"Shush," Annie hissed, covering his mouth with her hand. "Be quiet. Danielle thinks we're out," she reminded him and he knew she was craning her neck towards the kitchen and family room to see if they had been heard.
"Then why are we doing this?" Auggie asked as another present was placed in his empty hands. Even a novice could deduce it was a CD—something he couldn't guess the title but it was thin so it was probably the new CD Annie had been asking for.
"I want to make sure Danielle didn't get me that self-help book," she answered for the millionth time since she hoodwinked him into helping her. It was more that she reminded him that he owed her for the shampoo-in-his-eyes incident. He was quick to point out that he didn't technically ask for her help but she always retorted he never stopped her. Touché. "If she gets me the book, I have to read it and the last thing I need to read about is how to be a better me."
"Cliff notes," he replied as he had another present handed to him. A purse or bag—he didn't know the difference but it wasn't another book and from what he could hear there was nothing inside. "Or you could say you read the book but not actually read it. Amazon is amazingly helpful that way," he suggested. Annie laughed.
"Danielle knows when I'm lying to her," she dismissed as she handed him another box. He shook it a little and a soft flopping told him it was probably clothing. He shook it a little harder to see if something was buried within the clothing.
"You've been trained by the CIA and your sister can tell when you're lying?" he grinned, handing the box back to her. "You might want to consider a career change. It's clothing," he told her. Annie sighed and he knew she was looking over the pile of presents currently residing in the office. They were hidden behind the desk, out of sight from the door but Annie periodically peeked around the corner to see if someone could hear their rummaging.
"Alright, I think we're done. No book," he could hear the smile in her whisper. She tapped his hand and he instantly took it, following her to the other side of the room. He heard her do something but couldn't quite place the sound.
"What are you doing?" he asked, curiosity getting the better of him. He felt a breeze against his face and could smell the flowers that were near the side of Danielle's house.
"Just stay low," she warned him, "this window only opens up about halfway and it hurts when you bump your head."
"You do know I haven't been cleared for field work in years and you are taking this whole cloak-and-dagger spy business way too seriously," he joked as Annie helped him out the window.
"Just move out of the way," she shot back but he could hear the faint laughter in her voice. She closed the window from the outside, covered their tracks and took his hand in hers before leading them down the yard and back up to the front of the house.
"What, no walk?" he asked in that playful voice which made Annie lightly punch him in the side. Auggie shook his head; when Annie said he would owe her, this was not what he had in mind.
This seriously has to be the shortest thing I've ever written. Ever. Combined it's gotta be less than 2,000 words which for me is unheard of. It was written to make my friend smile. Hopefully someone else smiled too.
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