roses. | twenty-nine

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"hi! are you the florist?" the noblewoman said. i nodded and smiled directly back at her.

"that's me. mr. rose, here, pays my bills."

she chuckled. "i would be surprised if he didn't, buying that many roses every day."

i ran behind to grab the roses, halting for a while to murmur all classes of evils to their connection, leaves floating out of my trap like they had been resting on my tongue, thrilled to be released.

"here's your thirteen."

he handed me a twenty. "thank you."

he shifted apart from me, gazing in her brown eyes, beaming. handing the rose to her, she giggled, took it, and shook me goodbye.

"it was very nice to meet you, mrs. rose."

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