A Message from the 17-Year-Old Romantic Greeting Card I’ve Never Had Anyone To Give To

Target store, April 2003, is when Megan plucked me out of obscurity, quite literally. Actually, if I recall it correctly, it was her mother who selected me from the greeting card slots.

“This is such a cute one,” she said to Megan. And admittedly I was. A sepia-toned photo of two little kids on glossy matte, one boy…