~ Be My Valentines ~ 10 years before Valentine’s Day There’s a group of young men smoking at the corner of the building. You sense their presence as much as you see them. You keep walking, not even offering so much as a glance in their direction. No matter. One of them calls out, “Nice to see a new pretty face around here.” You pull your backpack straps tighter and quicken your pace, not even acknowledging him. The parkin...