The Mysterious Gift

The engine roared on her pink Corvette, and Josie laughed insanely as its tires squealed up the highway ramp. “Catch us if you can!” she laughed.

Josie Morales was wild. She also knew that her mother needed money. “We’re not late yet,” Josie shouted to me, as she sped instantly to sixty-five miles per hour and whizzed past the traffic. “Millionaire’s mansion, here we come!”

Valentine’s Day was the busiest day of the year for Josie and her mother. They were both beautiful and smart, but after Josie’s father had died last year, Mrs. Morales couldn’t shake off the sadness. I worried about both of them, but finally in a dream, Mrs. Morales thought she saw her answer. She’d seen “the Valentine Mobile,” an exciting classic car airbrushed with red hearts and detailed with fancy lace patterns. Mrs. Morales decided to start a business helping other people treasure the ones they loved ... by delivering their valentines in a pink Corvette!