Valentine Story
Thinking of You Part 1
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Sophie's face faded into the grey winter
light of the sitting room. She dozed off in the armchair
that Joe had bought for her on their fortieth anniversary.
The room was warm and quiet. Outside it was snowing
lightly.
At a quarter past one the mailman turned into the
corner onto Allen Street. He was behind on his route,
not because of the snow, but because it was Valentine's
Day and there was more mail than usual. He passed
Sophie's house without looking up. Twenty minutes
later he climbed back into his truck and drove off.
Sophie stirred when she heard the mail truck pull
away, then took off her glasses and wipe her mouth
and eyes with the handkerchief she always carried
in her sleeve. She pushed herself up using the arm
of the chair for support, straightened slowly and
smoothed the lap of her dark green housedress.
Her slippers made a soft, shuffling sound on the
bare floor as she walked to the kitchen. She stopped
at the sink to wash the two dishes she had left on
the counter after lunch. Then she filled a plastic
cup halfway with water and took her pills. It was
one forty-five.
There was a rocker in the sitting room by the front
window. Sophie eased herself into it. In a half-hour
the children would be passing by on their way home
from school. Sophie waited, rocking and watching the
snow.
The boys came first, as always, runnng and calling
out things Sophie could not hear. Today they were
making snowballs as they went, throwing them at one
another. One snowball missed and smacked hard onto
Sophie's window. She jerked backwards, and the rocker
slipped off the edge of her oval rag rug.
The girls dilly-dallied after the boys, in twos and
threes, cupping their mittened hands over their mouths
and giggling. Sophie wonder if they were telling each
other about the valentine's gifts they had received
at school. One pretty girl with long brown hair stopped
and pointed to her face behind the drapes, suddenly
self-consious. When she looked out again, the boys
and girls were gone. It was cold by the window, but
she stayed there watching the snow cover the children's
footprints
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