Willow smiled brightly. "Are you kidding? You gave me something I can keep forever, and read. It doesn't matter the content, you wrote it, with your hands, and your mind. I love it." She sat down on the couch, and opened the book, beginning to read. He doesn't give himself enough credit. She thought.
The words flowed from the pages with ease, and she found herself engrossed, even though she had been there to witness it herself. "Wow. Chuck, you really should give yourself more credit... it's good."