Some of the kids run in circles through the long grass and wild flowers; others look at the kite in the clear blue sky above. Their parents stand in the shade of a tree. Hugh stares at Carol as she walks around the field with a friend of hers.
   "Do you think someone would be upset if they got a Valentine's card from a monkey?" Jason says to Hugh.
   "I don't know," Hugh says, and he doesn't take his eyes off Carol.
   "Jimmy was saying it'd probably depend on the monkey."
   "Yeah."
   Carol looks over towards Hugh and he looks away.
   Later in the afternoon, when they go back inside, he gets a chance to talk to her. He says he bought a carpet off his uncle and she says she found the key ring in someone's tree. The goldfish swim around in their bowl and a record plays goldfish music; goldfish sleeping in a something thing, Jack Frost nipping at your nose.
   No, sorry. That's a different song. A different time of year.
   In the evening, Isobel stares at a painting on the wall. Jason says to her, "What do you think of monkeys?"
   "It doesn't even look like a boat," she says as she points at something in the painting.
   Carol and Hugh slowly move towards each other, their eyes locked, mistletoe hanging above them.
   Sorry about that. It's my fault. I got the wrong song earlier.