Beauty

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it had been a day since the boy was at the rocky beach.

he was now sitting in a hotel room alone. he was contemplating the jobs he could take for the short term he'd be there. there was a small job nearby where he could help sell flowers for a lady. he could help out at a local car washing company. he had very few choices. but of course he had to chose one of the best and those two were exactly that.

after deciding he would chose the job that gave him the most money, he left to go to the flower shop.

the girl although was waiting at the rocky beach for him to show. she knew she shouldn't but she had become curious of the boy she'd never seen before. there was a story behind that far off person. she wanted to know it.

grace sat. and sat. and sat. it had been a long time and she knew her grandmother would want her home for the meal tonight.

it was the same every night. eat your roast beef, and mashed potatoes. feed the cat. clean the house. read for a while. make sure grandma gets her medicine. go to sleep.

six out of seven days a week this happened.  Saturday was the exception. before dinner, grace would buy flowers from the flower shop and take them home. she would place them into a vase -remove the dead or dying flowers- and then the regular schedule would go as it always did.

today was Saturday. so grace rose from her spot and caught a bus to the flower shop. she walked in, grabbing the usual bouquet of daisies and walked to the register.

she pulled out her money and placed the flowers on the counter then looked at the cashier, surprised the owner hadn't said hello yet or asked how grace's day was like they always did.

but her eyes locked with brown ones and not the green eyes the owner had. it was him. she handed him the moment without a word and ducked her head. he rung her up silently. barely even audible, she said thank you.

as she was walking out she heard his voice, sending chills down her spine as he said her name.

"come back soon, grace."

his voice was a whole other story to learn about. she wished to know what had caused such a beautiful boy to sound so numb.