24. 22nd September
"I'd rather not say, Sam. They're a gift, you see."
"I do, Mister Frodo. I do."
But the flowers in his hands were the most healthy looking, prettiest ones Sam had seen in a long while and he could not help but be jealous.
"Whoever it is, they're lucky to get a present like that," he said, turning sadly away.
Frodo stopped him. "Yes Sam, they're for you," he said with a smile Sam could not help but return.
"Happy Birthday, Mister Frodo."
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