On my birthday,which happened to be a day Margie, the part time employee in my gift shop,wasn't working, she phoned me at the shop."Go to the east wall in the card section," she instructed,"third row down,fourth card from the left." I did as she asked and took the card back to the phone."Now read it aloud."

　　After I finished,she said,"That's your birthday card from me.I didn't want to waste money on it since you already own it."