“Gee,” said Poor Mountain Sister to Poor Mountain Father, while eating her breakfast. “Today is Valentine’s Day. Did you get anything for Poor Mountain Mother?”
“Are you sure it is today?” asked Poor Mountain Father.
“Positive,” said Poor Mountain Sister. “Today is February 14th.”
“In that case,” said Poor Mountain Father. “I’m in trouble.”
“Get her something on the way home from work today,” said Poor Mountain Brother. “You can stop by the village and get her something quick.”
“True,” said Poor Mountain Father. “Okay, that is what I will do.”
That day, Poor Mountain Father was very busy at work and by the time it was time to go home, he had forgotten all about stopping by the village to get Poor Mountain Mother a Valentine’s Day gift. He didn’t remember until he pulled into the driveway.
“Now what am I going to do?” asked Poor Mountain Father, scolding himself. “I’m so in trouble now.”
“Not really,” said Poor Mountain Sister, walking up the driveway toward the house. “I thought you might forget so I stopped by the village after school and picked up some flowers for you to give to Poor Mountain Mother.”
“You are so thoughtful,” said Poor Mountain Father. “Thank you so much, you have saved Valentine’s Day.”
“Yes,” said Poor Mountain Brother. “And so did I. I stopped by the village restaurant on the way home from school and ordered pizza for dinner so that Poor Mountain Mother wouldn’t have to cook dinner.”
“Whatever would I do without you two,” said Poor Mountain Father.
“Be in trouble,” Poor Mountain Sister and Poor Mountain Brother both laughed.
“Yes,” said Poor Mountain Father. “I guess I would be.”
Poor Mountain Mother was so surprised and happy when Poor Mountain Father brought her the flowers. She started to cry.
“Wipe the tears away,” said Poor Mountain Father. “This is a time to be happy, not sad.”
“These are happy tears,” said Poor Mountain Mother, sniffling.
Just then the doorbell rang.
“Pizza delivery,” said the young man at the door.
Poor Mountain Father paid the young man and brought the pizza into the dining room.
“Oh,” cried Poor Mountain Mother, again. “This is the best Valentine’s Day ever.”
Poor Mountain Father winked a special wink at his two very special and thoughtful children.
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