“Momma!”

“What, Baby Girl?”

“There are roses in a vase
down here in the cellar!”

“Really.”

“Yes! On the little table
in their new bedroom Poppa built!”

“Well, don’t touch them.
They’re Mima’s.
Poppa bought them for her.”

“Why?”

“It’s Valentine’s Day.”

“What’s that?”

“It’s just a day when
people who…
people who…”

“People who what, Momma?”

“People who love each other,
give each other cards and flowers”.

“Because they love each other?
Like Mima and Poppa?”

“Yes, like Mima and Poppa.”

“Momma! Momma!…”

“What!”

“Where are yours?”
…

…

…

“Momma?”