There was a mysterious parcel on grandma's front step. On top it said, "To the fairest." On one side it said "to the wisest" and on another "to the bravest." On a third was "to the wittiest" and on the fourth, "to the forgivingest." Grandma raised an eyebrow at that. "I think I know who this is from."
"Who?" I asked.
"Your granddad. He forgot my birthday the other day." Inside the parcel was a six-pack of Moxie." Grandma laughed. "Your granddad's such a card."