“Betty, this came for you today. I tried not to read it, but I couldn’t help myself. Does it mean what I think it means?”
My hands began to shake as I reached for the postcard. I met Mrs. Fulford’s eyes with mine, willing myself to stay calm. I tried to smile but my lips did nothing but tremble.
Was it good news? Or was it the end of it all?
The picture on the postcard was not promising. Cupid shivering in a storm did not seem to bode well. But then I read the words: “Cupid Searching For A Home”.
Did it mean what I thought?
I turned the postcard over, but the message was still not clear.
Was this the promise I’d been waiting for?
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