Three cards she has gotten
It’s the third year
Someone drops a card on her desk
No name, no clues
Must be a secret admirer
Silently she wish that she will get to see him this year.
This fourth time.
There was no card
Then as she wonders about it
Her brother saunters in
With a card
Happy Valentine, sis.
Tears welled up in her eyes as she collected the card and hugged him.
“I know I’ve been so cheesy and keeping you in the dark. It sounds better to be the gruffy brother with a permanent scowl on but I don’t mean them.”
“Here I was thinking it was some secret admirer.”
“Thanks dear brother.”
Thus they walked out of the classroom, laughing, poking fun at each other.
* * *
The party’s still on you can join in.