Lovely Flowers by RodG
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In dark blue mourning clothes, she'd stroll by my garden every day. Today she stopped.
"Your flowers are magnificent . . . such sweet perfume!" Her cheeks flushed pink. I arose, brushed damp loam from my knees, and smiled. "Merci beaucoup." "You are a fine gardener. The owner must be proud." I laughed. "I am both, but can't resist beauty on days like this. May I offer you this perfect rose, Madame?" She frowned. "You flirt with a--a widow, sir!" "No, a lonely man gives a lovely woman a rose, hoping she'll return for more . . . someday." She smiled. "Yes, Monsieur, it's possible."
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