Rat-a-tat-tat!

It is February the Fourteenth, at that hour of the morning when all the children have been taken to school, and the husbands have driven themselves to work...when I pin my heart to her front door...

The heart is a deep dark red that is almost a brown, the color of liver...

Then I knock on the door...

...and I vanish like cooling steam into the chilly air…

Missy opens the door... She looks tired...

Neil Gaiman (Harlequine Valentine)