NOTE: This is my entry for the Charlottesville Winter Valentine’s Day Writing Contest. It is a 200 word post centering around Valentine’s Day or love. Entried received until February 11th at 8 PM. Follow this link to read more.
Julie stared into the small square with a feeling of utter hopelessness. She chided herself for even thinking the result would be different. “You have to have a boyfriend to receive a Valentine’s card from him you moron!” She cursed the Hallmark Channel for inflating her false hopes. A weekend marathon of sappy, find your true love movies made her believe fate had to be on her side.
As she moped about her misfortune and shuffled for the door, the ever-happy woman at the service window called out to her. Julie pivoted on one heel and slid over to the opening.
“Here, I could not get it in your box!”
Julie felt her heart race as she took the oversized card. She walked to a nearby table and ripped the card open. The picture on the front showed a couple in a warm embrace. Inside she saw some neat handwriting.
“I know you said before I left for Afghanistan you couldn’t say I love you and not hear it back. Push the button and tell me if you feel different.”
A recorded voice said, “Julie, I do love you with all my heart! So please tell me you are mine!”