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“Can you give Agatha this? But tell her that I want it back one day. No burning it, no throwing it, no ripping it up,” he said.
Lucy sat up and looked at him.
“We’re mean people, but not that mean. What is it?” Harper asked.
Handing the card to them, he watched them both look at it and then at him. “You kept this?”
“Yes, she made it. It’s special. Nobody had given me a handmade valentine before.”
“We’ll get it back to you,” Lucy swore and wiped a tear from her eye.
“Thank you. I know she thinks I don’t remember her, but I do. I remember so much. I just want to tell her,” he said and walked away. All he could do was hope that they passed the message on to their sister.
He was quickly running out of options on getting her back. If her sisters wouldn’t help, he knew he had no chance with her. Once his house was complete, he would have no reason to stay and wait for her. Time would be up.
