“Finally!” Bin interrupts my thoughts by looking at her phone.
“What happened?”
“Gus. He just sent the video. That’s cutting it close.” About a month ago, Dad said he didn’t want any gifts this year. As if we were going to listen to him. To be fair, though, he really does have a ton of sweaters and cufflinks and all that, so we decided to get creative. Bin and Gus made an edit, a video that Gus was putting the finishing touches on, and I prepared my own surprise, which I can’t wait to show Dad.
“I imagine Gus was very busy with Romigy,” I say, winking at Bin, who looks at me and smiles broadly. Recently, our brother, Gus, found an amazing girl named Romigy. And while it wasn’t a surprise to us, it definitely wasn’t a surprise… how should I put it. We’re talking about Gus. He’s absent-minded. In his own world. Charming in his own way, lovable, and very good at his job, programming. But not exactly what you’d call an “alpha male.” She, on the other hand, seems like an incredible energy-producing machine, with perfect hair and chic, sleeveless dresses. (I looked her up on the internet.)
“I want to take a look at the video,” Bin says. “Let’s go upstairs.” As she leads the way up the stairs, she adds: “Have you wrapped your gift for Dad?”
“No, not yet.” “I brought more wrapping paper, just in case you need it, and ribbon. By the way, I ordered the basket for Aunt Ginny,” she adds. “I’ll tell you what you owe me.” “Bin, you’re a treasure,” I say tenderly. Indeed. She always thinks one step ahead. She always does a lot of things.
