Sarah was in the kitchen cooking dinner for her Valentine’s Day sweetheart, when she heard a knock at the door.
“Coming,” said Sarah, drying her wet hands off as she ran to get the door.
There was a delivery boy at the door holding a bouquet of the most beautiful roses she had ever seen in her life.
“There must be some mistake,” said Sarah. “Nobody would send me a bouquet of roses like this.”
The delivery boy gave Sarah the card that was to go with the roses. Tears welled up as she read the card. The card read, “To my one true love forever. You are the joy to my heart, the breath of my life. Sarah, I love you with all my heart and soul. Happy Valentine’s Day. Love, Fred.”
“Wow!” exclaimed Sarah, leaving the delivery boy a nice tip and taking her roses into the kitchen to put them into a nice vase. “That is the nicest thing Fred has ever gotten me.”
Fred came home from work and laid his briefcase on the kitchen counter. Sarah immediately came over to him and wrapped her arms around him, kissing and hugging him.
“I don’t know what I did to deserve all this attention,” said Fred. “But I think I should do it more often.”
“Fred,” said Sarah, pointing to the vase of roses. “You are such a kidder. You know you ordered me these lovely roses for Valentine’s Day.”
“Those sure are beautiful roses,” said Fred.
It wasn’t until Fred read the card that he realized what was going on. Fred works for an advertising company and one of his clients was the flower shop where the bouquet of roses had come from. He had mentioned to the flower shop that he always forgets to get his wife something for Valentine’s Day. They must have remembered that and sent the flowers to Sarah. It is a good thing that they did that because he honestly had forgotten all about getting Sarah something.
The dinner that Sarah had prepared for him was absolutely mouth-watering. Forgetful Fred actually felt guilty afterwards for not getting Sarah anything. He washed up all the dishes and put them away for her. Then he decided he would take Sarah to the movies after dinner.
“What a perfect day,” said Sarah, once they had gotten home from the movies. “And you actually didn’t even forget Valentine’s Day this year.”
“I can’t lie to you any longer,” said Forgetful Fred, telling Sarah what really had happened.
“I’m not surprised,” laughed Sarah, who by now was very used to Forgetful Fred forgetting everything. “However, did you write that verse in the card or did someone else write that?”
“No,” said Forgetful Fred. “I did write that verse. It was actually part of the advertising campaign and you were who I was thinking about when I wrote it.”