Just what every girl needs! My own tool kit. -- Knitnan
The gift was way too heavy to be a new purse. Too large to be the makeup kit she'd been drooling over. Too small to be any part of a cute new outfit. Which meant that, once again, Dad had no flying clue about her.
Baeronice opened it anyway, and felt her heart sink. Blocky. Utilitarian pouch. Black, hard-wearing fabric often touted by the Survivalist Bros that Dad watched on his computer. And inside... what looked like a thick pair of pliers and a golden hammer?
"It's the most legal beginner tool set I could get," said Dad, who was bouncing in place with glee.
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