Topaz had read somewhere that it was always good to change your route. She thought of walking passed the newspaper shop. It was longer way but she did not mind.
She reflected on the way there. She had not seen, well it did not matter that she had not seen anyone for awhile. She had began to value the time she had out of a relationship as time to refill her life with verntures of her own.
Stood in the shop she rummbled around for some chance to pay for a newspaper. May be filled with thing she would not read but always a good distraction for a Sunday. Next door was a flower shop. She stood looking at the beautful colours which filled her eyes. She stepped in with the welcome the sweet scent of the fresh flowers of the garden.
A rush of passion became her. Her phone vibrates in the pocket.
Jane hi
Meet me.meet me. She said. Meet me for lunch at the Fox and grapes.
At the Fox and grape topaz said
Yes 12.30
12.30 then .
Topaz picked up red. The red roses. A girl does not need romance in her life to buy some roses. Another person came in whilst she was talking and must have overheard her talking. She turned and he look as though ....he need to talk to get but did not. He reached over near her and for some roses too.
Fine she thought a day for roses. She made her purchase and smiled at him leaving the shop.
Topaz returned to the sunshine walk home.
