ireethewriter
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- Parts 7
“I got flowers today. It was our first date. He said I was beautiful, and my blue dress went wonderful with my gray eyes. I thanked him. He gave me the flowers.”
“I got flowers today. Last night we had our first argument. He said things that were cruel, but now he has apologized. I took the flowers.”
“I got flowers today. It wasn’t our anniversary or anything. Last night, he threw me into a wall and choked me. I thought it was a nightmare. He made me take the flowers.”
“I got flowers today. It wasn’t Mother’s day or anything. Last night, he beat me up again. Much worse than any other times. What am I to do? I can’t leave him. How will I take care of Emma? Money? I’m afraid to leave him, but he must be sorry, because he sent me flowers. I snuck and threw them away in our neighbors trash. I didn’t want the flowers.”
“I got flowers today. It was a very tragic day. Last night, he killed me. He beat me to death. If only I had left him, I wouldn’t have flowers today.”