“This came for you, Gwen.” Anna handed Gwen a small letter. The envelope was fancy and there was curvaceous writing on the front, spelling her name. Gwen beamed. She found a quiet corner to sit in, then she opened it.
My Beloved Gwen,
I know we won’t have long before you have to move on, but I couldn’t let you leave without celebrating out last Valentine’s Day together.
Know that wherever you go, my love will follow.
Your Secret Admirer
She held the paper to her mouth and kissed it, the perfume a familiar, comforting reminder of her love, Sybil.