My heart skipped a beat when her text arrived. Starting the car now.
My reaction surprised me. After all, we’d been best friends for ten years—since that lucky Valentine’s Day, when, at the age of seven, she moved into the house across the street.
It had been snowing then, too. I watched her burst from the back seat and spin around and around amidst big, fluffy snowflakes.
I’ve never told her, but I fell in love with her that first Valentine’s Day.
Snow crunched beneath my feet as I crossed the street, a rose tucked safely inside my coat.
THE END (Or is it the beginning?) ❤
Happy Valentine’s Day to all!
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Thank you for the photo prompt, Dale Rogerson! How could I not help but think of a little romance after viewing the lovely little scene! ❤