He set his alarm for 11:59 P.M. and when it went off dialed her number.
“Hello?” a sleepy voice answered.
“Happy birthday,” he whispered. He could hear the smile in her voice as she answered.
“Thank you! Wow, what is it, exactly midnight?”
“Yup. Since I couldn’t be with you on your birthday, I figured I’d call right away.”
“I’m surprised you don’t have some big secret plan for me, being the big romantic that you are.”
He smiled into the phone as if she could hear or see it.
“Look on page 157 of the book I lent you. I love you. Good night.”
“Good night,” she said as she reached for the book.
A Flash of Inspiration 