Nell reached out with both hands and took it. Harv was right, it was 
heavier than it looked. She had to lay it down in her lap or she'd drop it. It 
was not a box at all. It was a solid thing. The top was printed with golden 
letters. The left edge was rounded and smooth, made of something that felt warm 
and soft but strong. The other edges were indented slightly, and they were 
cream-colored.