“Delayed Valentine’s Day”


He waited in an airport for eight hours to come visit me. When he finally walked off the plane at 3 a.m., when he should have arrived at 7 p.m., I burst into tears. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. Happy Valentine’s Day!

—Cry Baby

Postscript: It’s been six months, and we’re as sappy as ever. He comes home in two weeks and I’ll probably cry all over again. And tackle him to the floor.


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