Prompt: "Day 14 —Elvis still gets 100 Valentines each year. Tell about one of the people who sent one."
Susie plopped down her bed twirling her fingers into her hair with not much a care. She was going to do it this time for sure, she was positively going to do it! Susie pulled out the pretty pink stationary she'd just bought and the very special pen. It had to be perfect. It was going to be perfect!
"Dear Elvis. I think you are so hot!" Nevermind the dead part. Wait! If she was in love with him did that mean she was a necrophiliac...? Oh who cared. Susie disowned that thought. "Have a good Valentine's day from your one true love, Susie Reynolds." She rolled with happiness at the thought and stuck on some heart stickers. Digging out an equally romantic envelope she addressed it to the Elvis Presley and sealed it with a kiss.
Tomorrow, she would drop it off and it would arrive early just in case something happened in the mail. Susie tucked her love underneath her pillow and stared at the posters of Elvis on her walls. And the memorabilia she had collected. As well as the records she had framed. Her room was quite literally littered with images of the sensation. And they did well to enchant her into sleep. Actually they helped with a lot of things. She always consulted Elvis whenever she faced truly hard decisions: like what to wear and what she should do after school. Ah. "I'll see you in my dreams." She whispered. "Goodnight."
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