“Unreal.”
He hardly noticed the lurch of the train leaving the station. His attention was on two small pieces of paper in his lap. One…a 30-year old candy bar wrapper with the words “Forever yours!” indelibly scribed. The other…a plain white sheet with “Go home.” in large girlish print. Hearts for “o”s.
“It had to be Lisa!”
He certainly didn’t know her handwriting anymore (the last time she wrote him was in the 4th grade!) but he sure as heck remembered the wrapper. Lisa loved chocolate. So naturally his love notes to her had all been written on the inside of candy bar sleeves.
“Probably the most romantic thing I’ve ever done,” he mumbled to himself. “How sad is that.”
Surprisingly, he remembered the day he gave her this particular note.
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