by Michelle Howell Miller
(Word Count 199)
Everyone wore red and pink, hummed love tunes, and cut out hearts for Valentine’s Day.
Everyone, except Eve.
Valentine’s Day represented love.
A feeling Eve was not worthy of.
Because Eve had a secret.
Eve had hidden the beautiful card she and dad made for mom last year.
Then her dad left.
Because of Eve.
She slipped the card out of its hiding place.
If only she could go back in time.
Then she had an idea.
She delivered the card… one year late.
“Happy Valentine’s Day,” her mom said the next morning. “I love my card!”
Eve waited for the magic to happen.
For her dad to walk through the door, grab his favorite mug, and call them “his favorite girls.”
But the door remained stubbornly shut.
“I thought,” Eve said. “Oh forget it.”
Why did she think a card was going to change anything?
Of course it wouldn’t. It was just a card.
A card she never should have kept for herself.
But now she was free of it.
She reached for her black shirt, then changed her mind.
Everyone wore red and pink, hummed love tunes, and exchanged hearts for Valentine’s Day.
Everyone, including Eve.