The answer arrived before I could really think about it.
“Walkie-talkies.”
The room went quiet.
Thoren looked genuinely surprised.
“…Walkie-talkies?”
I nodded.
“They’re about the right age.”
“I think they’d love them.”
He studied me curiously.
“Why walkie-talkies?”
I opened my mouth.
Closed it again.
“I…”
The answer should have been easy.
Instead…
“I don’t know.”
I laughed softly.
“It just feels right.”
Like the idea had always been sitting there waiting for me to notice it.
“They’re brothers.”
I shrugged.
“It would give them something fun to do together.”
Thoren chuckled.
“I happen to know a grown man who would argue there isn’t an age limit on walkie-talkies.”
I laughed.
“I was thinking about that too.”
Elena looked between us.
“I feel like I’m missing a story.
