“I hid a note in there.”
She blushed. “What’d it say?”
“Not telling. You’ll have to find it.”
“I’m not sticking my hand in there,” she said, arms crossed.
He snickered. “That’s ‘cause you’re chicken.”
“Am not!” Her heart beat so hard she was sure he’d hear. She’d have to prove him wrong. Lifting a bamboo shoot, she peeked inside.
A huge cockroach skittered out!
She dropped it and ran away screaming.
Thirty-seven years later, he said, “That note’s still there. Don’t you want to know what it said?”
She kissed him. “I believe I know. I love you, too.”
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