called her fat and how he reassured her that she was perfect in his eyes. To celebrate, they ate lots of pizza and ice cream, and he laughed as she indulged. He’d playfully compared her appetite to that of a pig, and she’d playfully slapped his arm. Every time he wiped sweat off his brow, he would remember the time when Amy visited him in the middle of a busy workday. She tried to help him with the heavy lifting, but her delicate hands couldn’t take it. He still appreciated the effort, and, with different areas of his shirt drenched in sweat, tried to show his appreciation with a big bear hug. They laughed as he chased her around. After a while, she stopped running and they embraced, despite her squeamishness. Each heart-warming memory continued to inspire Ryan like this as he heated up the gelatinous substance, used the liquid as a glue to bind the powdered bones, poured the mixture into a mould and let it dry. He sanded and polished his gift with utmost care, and thanked heaven that his girlfriend’s name was only three letters long.
