She gave him a little smile before a look of sadness crossed her face that he dared remind her that today was Valentine’s Day, the day of love, and ...hat was now just another day of heartache and loneliness to her. He reminded her that she was alone with no one there to help her, to love her, and to wish her a Happy Valentine’s Day but for this strange stranger. Suddenly a barrage of all of the Valentine’s Days she ever had flashed through her mind as if a video on superfast speed. Being that. I couldn’t hear what they were saying, but the next time I glanced out, Mom and Honey were walking back to the house. Mom had her arm around Honey’s waist and they were laughing.Honey walked in and kissed me on my cheek. Then she walked over to Granddad and kissed his cheek before washing her hands in the kitchen sink.Mom had her a plate and cup set by my place and we sat down to eat.Honey was smiling and so was Mom. I looked at Granddad and he was smiling too, looking at Honey.Honey never. “Excuse me, lad.” She said, poking her head through the open doorway. “You wouldn't happen to have a pair of jeans and a t-shirt I could borrow, would you?”“Sure, sure.” I tossed her a fresh pair of blue jeans and one of my shirts. “Thank you, lad.” She disappeared again for a little while and I heard the shower running. I wonder... I opened the bathroom door after finding unlocked and slipped in noiselessly. Hey, my house, my bathroom. Before I could get another word out, I became transfixed. It was a picture of two hearts with a small arrow piercing both of them and a ribbon wrapping around all of it. Upon the ribbon, the name Kate was written in cursive script. On her own shoulder was a similar tattoo with her husband's name on it. The couple had gotten the tattoos on the night after they got engaged as a symbol of their undying love. As all the things she had seen since waking up filtered in to her still sleepy mind, she came to a conclusion so strange that it just wouldn't be.