Why, wasn't I there?
Due to in climate weather, my Valentine was stuck over on the mainland.
Is he missing me? I wondered as I watched TV as I knit and then read a chapter of The Innocent Man by John Grisham.
Was he thinking of me...
Yes, from the time he left work to when he finally fell into bed, he devoted all those hours to hunting for and making my Valentine gift.
My hero battled torrential rain, and uncooperative cardboard to create...
Only one, of many, reasons why I love him.