But it was all Wrong.
Her hearts looked like bananas.
Her flowers looked like radishes.
Her lettering was sloppy.
Sara snarled. “STUPID! STUPID! STUPID!”
Her big sister, Penelope, was making a Valentine.
Penelope’s Valentine was perfect.
Her hearts were bouncy.
Her flowers were frilly.
Her lettering was lacy.
Sara snarled. “STUPID! STUPID! STUPID!”
“What is wrong with you?” Penelope asked.
“My Valentine is STUPID!”
Penelope held it up to look. “OH.”
“See!” Snarled Sara, “It’s stupid!”
Penelope placed the Sara’s Valentine next to her own. “I see,” she said, “it is kind of stupid.”
Sara scowled. “You’re not supposed to say stupid.”
Penelope patted Sara’s hand. “You copied my Valentine. You should do what you love to do, not what I love to do, silly.”
Sara scowled.
She watched Penelope draw a perfect rainbow.
Sara scowled.
She snatched up her stupid Valentine and folded it into tiny squares.
Sara gripped the scissors and sawed away at the paper, muttering. “Stupid, stupid, stupid.”
She dropped the pieces on the table and threw herself on the floor.
“See!” said Penelope. “It’s genius!”
Sara looked up.
Penelope held open the stupid Valentine.
It wasn’t like Penelope’s Valentine at all.
But it was Perfect:
A perfect snowflake Valentine.
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