It's Valentine's Day. And you, my growing-too-fast step-son have something special for me. You've bought me a gift, and I'm as surprised as any step-mother would be. You're always so thoughtful, surprisingly wonderful and sweet, and you do seem so mature in all your seriousness. The gift isn't at all what I'm expecting, but I wasn't expecting anything at all. But you've put so much thought into it, into making Valentine's Day special, for me, and what can I say?? I'm taken aback... something changes... the air, the night, my love for you. It all begins with a gift, a token of your affection for your own step-mother: harmless, sweet, innocent, so natural. And we have the most wonderful night together. And I realize so much... about you, about me, about us... that I never have before.
