Valentine’s Day by Psychic Reader Julianna Day
It was a cardboard tan puppy — his head a bit out of proportion to his little black-outlined body – surrounded by (and in places covered by) a smattering of multi-sized red (felt!) hearts. “Please don’t leash me on!,” its sentiment blared. On the white, shiny reversed side, in blue ink, he had carefully printed his name. Vince Aquira. It was 1966. I was seven.
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