ad valorem

quarters

We first met at the florist down the lane, in 1987. 

You showed me the most beautiful orchids, which I wanted to gift my mother for her birthday.

I remember not having enough quarters, and how you, without hesitation, lent me your pocket money.

I often look back at that day, and wonder why you did such a thing. For all I knew, you could have bought a twinkie with that money.

But I took your quarter, and you took my heart. 

That was how the story of us first began.