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she had her good days and her bad days. bad more often than good, but that only makes me treasure the good more.
she dragged finn by the wrist down the streets with a grin on her face. he groaned as they headed towards the flowers, but really he'd be lying if he said that this wasn't his favourite part.
"what's your favourite flower?" she asked with a rare smile on her lips. "wait, let me guess. tulips?"
he had never had a favourite flower until that moment. the light in her eyes shone so brightly.
on her good days she would take me to the local markets and she would stop and smell every flower in sight.
maggie pulled a tulip from a stall. she held it so gently like she was scared it would shatter under her touch.
after examining it for a minute she handed it to finn with a smile, "it's almost as perfect as you."
she had never been more beautiful to me than she had in those short moments.
