A girl with amnesia. A flower shop with four boys. Unexplained dreams that aren't her memories. A single flower, a glowing flower, an ORCHID in a garden of variety.
Daniel didn't like to read, so looking after his aunts little bookshop for the rest of the summer while she was away on holiday was pure torture.
Nothing interested him in any way except for that one customers who sent him smirks, brought him flowers and wrote to him embarrassingly filthy poetry.