We lived in different countries.
He wrote from wherever he was traveling.
Our phone bills were astronomical.
We wrote to each other a lot.
I looked forward to seeing her smiling face in my mailbox.
Included in the letters was G’s first attempt at a Valentine.
He was on a business trip to
“No Valentines to be found anywhere over here,” he wrote.
“Personally I have no experience
with this piece of American culture.”
“I don’t know whether such cards should be
funny or romantic or what?”
“I hope that you will forgive me sending you
the most misplaced Valentine card ever,
but remember it comes straight from my heart.”
How could I resist?