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excruciating for him.
    Â Â Â Â Â â€˜Because you’re number twenty-four and my girlfriend lives at fourteen and I think the postman might have got confused. He must have mistaken the one for a two.’ I laughed and was about to question him further, but he looked so uncomfortable that I thought I’d better put him out of his misery.
    Â Â Â Â Â â€˜You’d better come in.’ I found the discarded envelope in the bin and flattened it out on the kitchen worktop. Sure enough, there it was. Yes, the one did look a bit like a two. Staring at the card on the mantle, the boy looked fit to burst.
    Â Â Â Â Â â€˜I’m sorry. She knew I’d send her a card and was so disappointed when she didn’t get one. This was the only explanation I could think of.’
    Â Â Â Â Â â€˜Well, clever old you for working it out.’ I handed him the card, saying, ‘Today you’ve made two girls very happy.’ He looked confused and relieved, then grinned. As he sped off through the door, he shouted, ‘Thanks!’
    Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â How strange. If I didn’t have a date lined up for this evening, I wondered whether I’d have been so obliging, handing over the card, even though it was blatantly clear I’d received it by accident. I fear I may have wrestled the spotty youth to the floor in order to hang on to my one and only Valentine’s card. However, the day had taken a very different turn and the card was now history.
    Â Â Â Â Â I heard a taxi pull into the car park. Dashing over to the window, I watched as my date stepped out of the vehicle. The lamplight shone directly down on him and he glanced up and waved. He was carrying a bouquet of red roses; James Bond couldn’t have looked more inviting. My cheeks tingled and a shiver ran down my spine. Slipping my black cashmere wrap around my shoulders, I waited in delicious anticipation for my very own personal Valentine to ring my bell.



 
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    The Girl Who’s Never Had a Valentine
    Copyright © 2014 Elizabeth Player
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