Twenty Valentines
by Marion Mallette Thornton
"Oh," said Millicent, watching the postman's blue coat up the street. "I wish he would come here day after tomorrow and bring me twenty valentines!"
"Will he, Mitty?" Jimmy-Boy asked eagerly.
Millicent shook her head. "'Course not, Jimmy-Boy. I know only six little girls; I couldn't get but six."
Aunt Sara was listening. She was Millicent's very prettiest auntie from the city, and she nearly always found a way to help.
"How would you like to send twenty valentines?" she asked.