Writing from the heart

In my entire body of work (insert body-part joke here), I seem to have only crafted one brief paragraph about Valentine's Day. Here it is:

"Happy artificial holiday with strong commercial overtones." Lee handed me a wrinkled white paper bag. She was wearing a shirt with a heart on it. I guess in honor of Valentine's day. Except it was a real heart.

"Happy that to you, too." I looked inside the bag and shook it a bit. Jelly beans. All black. "I don't have anything for you."

"Reciprocit...